Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie tugged Sydney's sleeve and pulled at it, shaking her head profusely at her.

She mouthed, "Ask him when he's free, and that you can wait.”

The corner of Sydney's mouth twitched. She coughed dryly, and put out the cigarette between her fingers.

"In that case, when are you free? You can't possibly be busy all the time, can you?"

"I'm busy all the time."

His heartless rejection made Sydney's brows furrow. A piercing pain shot through her chest. She could sense that Theodore didn't want to have a meal with her, or even see his own mother.

Before Rosalie could say anything further, Sydney decided that she would give it another shot. "Are you sure you aren't free? Not even for half an hour?"

"I'm sorry, no."

Sydney's grip over her phone tightened, and she chuckled helplessly. "Alright, then. Go ahead and be busy. I won't bother you anymore."

Sydney was about to hang up when Rosalie snatched the phone from her hand and said to the man on the line, "Theodore Spencer!"

familiar voice calling

me." Rosalie said, "I'm with

you doing

Why did you reject your mother's invitation for

"I'm not free."

me that! You have time to visit Cynthia, act so ridiculously, throw temper tantrums, and drag me back home in the middle of the night...but you don't have time for a meal with your mother? Who are you trying

stared at Rosalie, wide-eyed and in disbelief. Never had she expected to see such a bold and unrestrained side

Rosalie was berating Theodore, she sounded as if she were scolding a

equally shocked by Rosalie's words, and fell

SK Enterprise, who was always shouting at his employees, was now being

aren't you talking?" Rosalie said, her brows furrowed. "Say

really want me to have a

"Don't you want to?"

Theodore

your heart wants?" Rosalie said in a huff. "I heard it all that night, when you were talking

out for Mom? You're babbling nonsense," Theodore