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.

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

she moved to get off the bed. Despite her

noticed how often she had asked him what he was doing whenever he

treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got close, she

treated him like a ferocious

your husband. Everything

the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting more and more

to eat

could hear the pounding of his

nerves on edge. She swallowed hard. Uneasy, she said, "We're getting divorced

shouldn't..."

Theodore interrupted her. "Shouldn't kiss you, touch you, or sleep

the bedsheet beneath her, "Exactly. Don't forget Cynthia's situation.

either side of her face, his eyes flashing severely. "But I never said I wouldn't touch you before the

lips. "Let's do the