Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 217

Rosalie sneered, "Do you think this is fair to Cynthia? She's waiting in the hospital, hoping you'll divorce me. You promise her every time, but you keep breaking your word. Have you ever thought about how she feels? How can you be with her if you don't divorce me?"

"Don't worry, I'll handle everything with Cindy," Theodore said nonchalantly, adjusting his sleeve. "Even if I don't divorce you, I can still have a wedding with Cindy. As for you and me, our marriage is just in name only. You can stay alone, while Cindy and I go on with our lives."

"Theodore, you're despicable," Sebastian seethed, his anger boiling over. "You're hurting both Rose and Cynthia. You're a real bastard!"

"Yes, I'm a bastard!" Theodore's eyes were cold, and he let out a mocking laugh. "Things are already this way, so what's the worst that can happen now?"

He straightened up, his voice turning icy. "Rosalie, since you don't want to come back with me, stay here. Don't bother going to the clerk's office tomorrow. We'll just drag this out. It won't stop me from enjoying myself."

door, and he got in without starting the

legs went weak, and she sank to the ground in agony. She felt like she was on the edge of a volcano. Theodore's despicable behavior continuously shattered

in him. Now, it was clear that whatever good she saw was

concern evident. "Let me help you back to rest. Don't worry about what Theodore says. He's just trying to threaten you." Rosalie still clung to the iron gate, knowing full well that Theodore was using the threat of not divorcing her to

about the baby she was carrying. The doctor had repeatedly stressed the importance of her taking good care of

to get divorced tomorrow, no

Theodore using his status as her husband to hurt

patience. He started the engine and drove off. Rosalie panicked and quickly pressed a button next to the iron gate. As the gate

wait! Stop right there!"

came to a

to Sebastian. "I'll go with him tomorrow to get the divorce. I'm leaving