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.

didn't care that tonight was their last night together. Things between her and Theodore had gotten ugly, and nothing else

she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to free herself, she found it impossible.

asked him what he was doing whenever he

doing? He was her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever

him

Everything

pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting more and more pressure and almost

at me like I'm going to eat you.

his chest heaving dramatically. Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed with such intensity that they could almost set her

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

shouldn't..."

her. "Shouldn't kiss you, touch

beneath her, "Exactly. Don't forget Cynthia's situation. You promised her

down on either side of her face, his eyes flashing severely.

onto his lips. "Let's