Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 22

Sebastian seemed to have guessed something after observing the scene before him, but he didn't say anything.

Rosalie struggled forcefully to break free from Theodore's embrace, feeling anxious under the scrutiny of so many eyes. She ignored her husband's grim expression, her concerned gaze falling on Sebastian. "Mr. Carter, I'm so sorry. Would you like to go to the hospital?" she asked,

"I'm fine." Sebastian replied, his brow furrowed as he clutched his chest, clearly in pain.

Just as Rosalie was about to approach to check on him, Theodore grabbed her wrist and forcefully pulled her back, his face terrifyingly cold.

"Let go of me!" Rosalie tried to break free from his grip, but the man. was incredibly strong.

Theodore wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her into his embrace. His hostility-filled gaze was directed at Sebastian. As he kept his hold on Rosalie, he pulled a check out of his pocket and stuffed it into the other man's suit pocket.

Theodore's voice was tinged with provocation as he said, "Thank you. for saving my wife. That should cover your medical expenses."

With that, he held Rosalie close and left.

The whole place erupted in a commotion wife! What was going on?!

Rosalie was Theodore's

a low voice. She didn't want to escalate the situation, but

was holding

leave with Theodore, Sebastian. moved to intervene, calling out,

and glared

strode away. The atmosphere turned dominantly aggressive as they passed through the

struggled desperately, her mortarboard long

"Put me down!"

as he lifted. her into

had lost her temper

Too far?" Theodore suddenly turned, gripping her shoulders

what about you? You've been deceiving me from the start. Clearly, you don't like finance, yet you pretended to be so passionate about it. You're such a good actress. Why didn't you go to drama school?" Rosalie's vision blurred

was already the CEO of SK

+25 BONUS

still preparing for

“Theo

she saw Theodore talking to Cynthia.

Rosalie enter, Theodore

papers in his hand.

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