Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie was panicking, and she needed a few minutes to compose herself before carefully peeking through the curtains again and looking downstairs. She saw Theodore still standing in the same spot downstairs, looking up as if he'd seen her.

Rosalie was like a deer in the headlights as she closed the curtains once more.

Will he come upstairs?

After pondering for a moment, she pulled out her phone and dialed his number.

She had blocked Theodore, and while Theodore couldn't reach her, she could reach him if he didn't block her.

The call went through, a sign that Theodore didn't do so.

A few seconds later, his deep voice sounded through the phone. "Hey."

"Theodore Spencer, you're a stalker! How dare you follow me home!"

"Are you sure this is your home?" Theodore asked casually.

home is wherever I'm staying at. I decide where

no particular reason. I just somehow tagged along," Theodore said leisurely. There was no panic in his voice as he went on calmly, "If you don't like it, I'll

up and leave, and don't ever come again. I don't

me?" Theodore said hoarsely. "You don't ever want to see me again? Even the divorce wasn't enough to relieve you of your suffering. You'll only be happy if I vanish from your world, is that

coursed through Rosalie's veins, from her heart to her head. Her vision became blurry, and even the lights in

a divorce for Cynthia's sake, we should have vanished from each other's lives. We should be living our separate lives." "Be like strangers with

in fact something that Rosalie had said many

eyes, and

bitterly. "We've known each other for a decade, and now, have

away all our

of a failed marriage between us. Rosalie Young, how could you

same time when she heard Theodore's words. It sounded like it was her fault once again, and that she was being

said. I've learned too much from this failed marriage. It made me understand that a decade means nothing. With no love, even a hundred

and make him love her over ten years. What else could she