Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Seeing Theodore, Rosalie suddenly felt a sense of unfamiliarity. But seeing that he was fine, she felt relieved.

She didn’t want to be hurt again, so she coldly asked, “Why are you. here?”

Seeing Rosalie’s reaction, Theodore frowned. “Didn’t you just get discharged? I came to see you.”

“Thank you,” she replied politely.

Theodore’s irritated gaze fell on Sebastian. That man seemed to be sticking around like a persistent leech.

“You seem to enjoy making friends with other people’s wives, Mr. Carter,” Theodore remarked casually,

“If I’m not mistaken, Rosalie told me that you two have already signed. divorce papers, Mr. Spencer,” Sebastian retorted.

Upon hearing Sebastian call Rosalie by her name, Theodore’s eyes. flashed with anger. “What did you call her?”

“I agreed to let him call me that.” Rosalie stepped forward, pulling Sebastian behind her. “We’re friends, and I’m not Mrs. Spencer anymore. Isn’t it normal for him to call me by my name?”

Her words implied that Theodore had no right to be angry.

Theodore found the roses Sebastian brought annoying. They were like an eyesore, as if just looking at them could stain his eyes blood- red. He took the roses from Rosalie’s arms and handed her the

lilies

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“These are your favorite lilies,” he said, tossing the roses onto a

nearby sofa.

Rosalie was a bit angry. Placing the lilies next to the roses, she deliberately arranged the roses nicely, then turned to Sebastian and gave him an apologetic look. Sebastian nodded and smiled, which made Rosalie feel relieved. It was good to have someone sensible.

around.

“Mr. Spencer, if you’ve come to see me, you’re done, right? I’m being discharged now. Is there anything else you need?” Rosalie asked.

Theodore furrowed his brows at what she had chosen to call him.

“Sorry, I forgot to tell you something.” Theodore said calmly.

“What is it?” Rosalie asked, still frowning.

“My dad tore up the divorce papers. Now, he’s watching us and not allowing us to get a divorce.”

As he spoke, there was hardly any anger on Theodore’s face. He even seemed somewhat pleased.

On the other hand, Rosalie was angry. She already knew that Wesley had ripped up the divorce papers, having heard Theodore say so in the video Stephanie recorded. But when she was

watching it, she had been focused on Cynthia being with Theodore and had only felt sadness. Now, her anger was belatedly coming to the surface.

“You’re the one who brought up getting a divorce in the first place, but then you claimed there were mistakes in the documents. Then, you dragged it out even more by claiming some procedures needed to be done. Now, you’re telling me that your dad tore up the papers. Are you doing this on purpose?” Rosalie questioned.

“Me? Doing it on purpose?” Theodore sneered. “I was the one who. suggested the divorce. I wouldn’t deliberately delay it. My dad was the one who tore up the documents. If you don’t believe me, go ask him. I

have no reason to lie to you. Anyway, we’re still married now. So, you better stay away from other men. If Grandma hears about it, she won’t be happy.”

“What about you and Cynthia? Aren’t you afraid Grandma will be unhappy if she hears about you and her? How long are you going to maintain your double standards?”

Rosalie was fed up with Theodore’s double standards. He could be lovey–dovey with Cynthia, but if Rosalie even talked to another guy, he saw it as her cheating on him.

As Theodore clenched his fists, his knuckles made an audible. cracking sound.

Realizing that things were getting out of hand, Stephanie quickly stepped in, saying, “Rose just got discharged. Can we please not argue?”

“Let’s go home,” said Theodore, suppressing his anger as he didn’t want to argue with his wife on the day she was being discharged.

Rosalie also wanted to end this war sooner rather than later.

She turned to Sebastian and said, “Mr. Carter, I’m going home now. I’ll treat you to dinner in a couple of days. Thank you for the flowers. I’ll make sure to put them in a vase when I get home.”