Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 119

Rosale sent Rebecca a pleading look. Please don't let his drink anymore Grandma Please, for my 4

Before Rebecca could say anything Rosalie was in a frenzy. Seeing her like this. Rebecca sighed.

Look at how worked up you are over three glasses of wine! Alright Zane, take the rest away."

"Yes, ma'am," Zane replied with a nod Just as he was about to take the glasses and the bottle away. Theodore grabbed the wine bottle from his hand 'No need Zane. There's not much left anyway. I'll finish it

"Theo, what are you doing?" Rosalie tried to stop him again, but Theodore held her hand

'It's fine. It's just a little bit. I'll be fine."

Rosalie wanted to say something more, but Rebecca intervened." Fine. If he wants to drink, let him Rosalie, you eat your food and don't worry about him."

'But..." Rosalie wanted to protest further, but Theodore was already pouring the wine into his glass

she sighed inwardly. Perhaps she was too anxious Suddenly, she felt nauseous, as if she

stood up from her chair Grandma, I need to use the

that, she hurried off in the direction of the

few bites of his

of spiciness, and furrowed his brow slightly. But knowing that Rosalie liked

for you? In the future.

smiled, “Grandma, are you satisfied with this daughter-in-law of yours? Just like you

his chair, not hiding anything, and casually

that you've heard, take it as a lesson. Look at the state your father is in now. Don't

you really bear no responsibility for how my father turned out?" Theodore's

he makes, or whoever he marries, he'll be responsible for the consequences. Why do we have to correct him? Why

furrowed her brow, a serious expression flashing

leave your mother? She carried you for nine months, gave birth to you, and raised you all by herself while your

my mom's suffering." Theodore gripped the armrest of his chair tightly. "But Grandma, everyone makes mistakes in this world. Have you ever considered that when you

they're more likely to make bigger ones? Just like my father. If you hadn't let him marry my mom back then, what

on the table in frustration. "If I hadn't let your dad marry your mom, would you even be here talking to me right now? Theo, don't tell me you're