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.

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

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

she had asked him what he was doing whenever

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

him like a

your husband. Everything I do is

he pushed her down onto the bed, pinning her down. His large hand gripped her chin, exerting

at me like I'm going to eat you. Even if I

Even from a distance, Rosalie could hear the pounding of his heart. His eyes blazed with

pounded furiously, her nerves on edge. She swallowed hard. Uneasy, she

shouldn't..."

her. "Shouldn't kiss you,

forget Cynthia's situation. You promised her you'd

down on either side of her face,

lips.