Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 120

"No, it's nothing like that," Rosalie said with a smile. "I just saw Theo drink so much. I'm not much of a drinker myself, so it made me feel queasy for a moment, I don't want you to tell them because I'm afraid Grandma would worry."

"Alright, Madam Rosalie. I won't say anything. But are you really okay?

"I'm fine. I feel much better after throwing up. It's all because Theo drank so much. It felt like I drank too."

"Okay, I understand."

The servant left the restroom, exiting from the left.

Rosalie turned to go right, but as she took a few steps, she suddenly saw a tall man appear behind her.

She was startled, and felt a bit guilty. "Theo? Why are you here?"

Theodore approached her slowly, a faint scent of wine lingering on him. "You threw up?"

Rosalie's gaze shifted, realizing he had overheard her earlier conversation. She had to take control of the situation.

all because you drank so

you, it didn't work. Now, even

her. He suddenly gripped her shoulder and pressed her

should know we can't

sank. She looked up,

you talking about out of

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I stopped the car suddenly, and you threw up when

as if trying to read something from Rosalie's

pounded. She was worried Theodore might suspect

why we came here today. By tomorrow or the day after, we might already be divorced. I'll

mention of divorce,

he whispered warmly in her ear, "We're not divorced yet, are we? What's wrong with me

still clear. Compared to usual, he seemed more outspoken when drunk. The things he said to Rebecca in the dining room, and now to Rosalie, were not something

me for Cynthia, but

mention of the last sentence, Rosalie's lips