Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 132

After Rosalie hung up, Theodore placed his phone by the side with a cold expression. He sat back down on the couch in the ward.

He took the medicine that the doctor prescribed him, and felt better with his body temperature going down. "Theodore, what's the matter? You don't look too good," Cynthia said, sensing that the call was from Rosalie. "I'm fine. Go get some rest."

"Theodore, how's things going with the resident register? You haven't. told me whether you've gotten them already."

She had been waiting expectantly for an entire day. She event anxiously asked Theodore about it when he entered the ward, but he hadn't told her anything about it until now. Theodore replied, "We didn't get it."

He didn't exude much emotion in his reply. There was no anger, frustration or regret.

"What?!"

Cynthia started panting upon hearing Theodore's reply. She had sensed that something was wrong the moment Theodore walked in, but continued clinging to the last vestige of hope.

Now that she finally heard from him that he couldn't get their resident register, she could feel herself on the verge of breaking down.

"Why did this happen? Didn't you guys have a plan for today?"

didn't get it. Grandma's been guarding her room very closely recently, and we couldn't find the chance to sneak in. Go get

about

felt rather exhausted, what with

a divorce at the same

way too long. How long more are you going to make me wait? I don't even know whether I can live that long! I..." Cynthia

immediately stood up from the couch, and rushed to her bedside to pat her back. Concerned, he asked, "How are you

I wait? Will I

two women made it impossible for him to please both parties at the same time. He wondered what he had to do to

best decision in his business, but in matters of the heart, he seemed to be

a long time, he gently patted the back of her head

get their resident register, filing for a divorce was impossible right now. Throwing

tears away from her face, and looked up to say, Can you stay

on the bed. He tucked her in, wiped the tears from her

voice,

"Okay, I won't"

"Theodore, sleep on the bed. You need to get some