Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 214

Theodore narrowed his eyes and snapped coldly, "And how is it appropriate for you to be here?! Don't forget, you're still a married woman!"

"Don't forget, we're getting divorced tomorrow," Rosalie retorted.

"It's today, not tomorrow," Theodore snapped back.

He grabbed the iron gate, causing it to rattle. Rosalie instinctively took a few steps back, her face filled with fear.

Seeing the fear in her eyes, Theodore realized he had frightened her. He softened his tone, and released the gate.

"As long as we're not divorced yet, you're still Mrs. Spencer. What would people say about you staying overnight at another man's place?

"Seriously?" Rosalie scoffed. "And what about you?! You're a married man, but when another woman calls you, you rush to accompany her and stay out all night. What does that make you?"

"That's different. Cindy was sick, I had to go to the hospital! What about you and Sebastian? I bet you two have been fooling around for ages!"

a beat, her eyes widened in shock. "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever get involved with him? We're just friends! Don't make baseless accusations!" Theodore was being absurd. He was fooling around

Hah." Theodore clenched his fists. "Didn't you tell me that you first

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and you gave the same answer. You're lying to

him

Can't you understand?" Theodore's face turned grim as he continued sarcastically, "On your birthday, you were all dressed up and having dinner with him. That's

her on her head. Caleb was probably the one who told Theodore about that

turned red with anger, his teeth clenched. "Why aren't you saying anything? Feeling

fearless. "Yes, I did have dinner with Sebastian on my birthday. That was the first time I met him. The restaurant was fully

sure?" Theodore smirked cynically,

not, that is the truth. I have nothing to gain from lying to you now. We're getting divorced anyway, and it's not like I want to salvage anything in this relationship. What's the

against the iron gate and

the impression of

cage.

breath, trying hard

the clerk's office at nine