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.

was their last night

gripped her wrist tightly as she moved to get off the bed. Despite her attempts to free herself, she

had asked him what he was

her husband, but she treated him like a stranger. Whenever he got

and treated him like a

husband. Everything

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

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

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

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

shouldn't..."

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

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

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

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