Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

intend to ever see him again.

after that.

No matter what Theodore did from then on, or how his relationship. with Cynthia would progress, it had nothing to do with her.

Everything that was bound to come to an end would end. When that time came, all the pain she was feeling right now would go away. She might need some transition time, but she would get better.

"I want to be alone for a while. May 1?" Rosalie said weakly, her tone.

melancholic.

Sebastian stood up. "Call me if you need anything."

Rosalie nodded.

the bed, all alone. She looked ahead, her eyes empty and

stayed in her room alone until

skipped dinner; there were many times Sebastian wanted to ask her what she wanted to eat for dinner,

knew she was in

that she might be starving. Her sorrow over Theodore, coupled with hunger, was going to be detrimental to her health-especially with her pregnancy. After thinking through the options, he finally decided to knock on

no response from the

silence, Sebastian went on, "Even if you don't feel like eating, the baby needs nutrients. I'll call you out for dinner once.

Silence.

saying anything, I'll take it as

ten whole seconds, Rosalie finally replied

a sigh of

home, the wonderful fragrance of

and saw two dishes set out. on the table. They

took a whiff, her drool almost dripping in them. Suddenly, a huge hand grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back hard. The back of her head was smacked-while it wasn't painful, she could feel the hostility of the hand's owner. "You're just like a dog drooling over food,"