Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 33

"If it looks good on you, keep wearing it. After you and Theo get divorced, I'm afraid he won't be able to give you any more gifts," Cynthia said as she lowered her head, a hint of darkness flickering her eyes. She picked up her utensils and took a bite of the lunch Rosalie ha made, nodding at the taste.

"It's really good. It's a pity that after you divorce Theo, he'll hardly g to eat something like this again."

Her tone sounded somewhat regretful, but perhaps concealed a hir of satisfaction.

"You take your time eating. I'll leave first," said Rosalie.

Rosalie wouldn't really stay to foolishly take care of Cynthia. This woman didn't need her care.

"Wait." Cynthia stopped her. "Didn't Theo tell you why you're here? I' you leave like this now, he won't be happy."

She was acting in a completely domineering manner, speaking in a tone that was gentle but carried a warning.

Do you really feel guilty about me divorcing him?" Rosalie asked. Rosalie was divorcing Theodore, and Cynthia was

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oh no, I'll just call you Rosalie. You won't be Mrs. Spencer for long, anyway," said Cynthia in a

didn't care

sighed softly. "Theo cares too much about me. That's why he wanted you to explain things to

She didn't want to listen to Cynthia's meaningless chatter, words that sounded innocent but were filled with cunning. "Theodore and I are about to get divorced. You don't need to scheme anything. You'll get the result you want soon." Since Rosalie had been losing from the start, she might as well accept it

expression suddenly turned somewhat ominous. "How dare you say those words? Because of you, I almost died. If we're talking about scheming, it might be you who's scheming

Zeller, don't talk nonsense. I've barely seen

slandering her and trying to make Theodore

seeming a bit angry. She suddenly clutched her chest as if breathing had become

eyes. "What's wrong with me? Don't you

what you're accusing

Rosalie said,

lungs left, and I have a heart disease now," Cynthia said through gritted teeth, her tone becoming somewhat agitated. "What?!" Rosalie was