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

said leisurely. There was no panic

come again.

blocked me?" Theodore said hoarsely. "You don't ever want to see me again? Even the divorce wasn't enough to

to her head. Her

squeezed out from her throat. "The moment you asked for 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

that Rosalie

her eyes, and said bitterly,

each other

and erase away all

failed marriage between us. Rosalie Young, how could you bear to say something

heart ached, but she felt numb at the same time when she heard Theodore's words. It sounded like

exactly what I 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 years mean

years. What else could she have done? Should she