Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 221

Rosalie quickly shifted away from him, putting some distance

between them. Her expression was wary as she asked, "What are you doing?"

"You told me to rest, right? This is my room and my bed. Of course I'm going to lie down here!"

The usually dignified man now seemed like a spiteful troublemaker, shameless and unreserved. Strangely, it carried an undeniable allure

about him.

Rosalie had the urge to reprimand him, but she couldn't find a reason to argue back. It was indeed his home, and she would move out after

the divorce.

"Fine, since this is your room, you sleep here. I'll leave," she said.

in the guest room. At this point, she didn't care that tonight was their last night together. Things between her and Theodore

wrist tightly as she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts

had asked him what he was

he doing? He was her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got close, she seemed to suspect

him like a

husband. Everything I do

down onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand

to eat you. Even

open, his chest heaving dramatically. Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the

heart pounded furiously, her nerves on edge. She swallowed hard. Uneasy, she said, "We're getting

shouldn't..."

what?" Theodore interrupted her. "Shouldn't kiss you, touch you,

Don't forget

hands pressed down on either side of her face, his eyes flashing severely. "But I never

crept onto his lips. "Let's do the math. We