Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"To...to look for my wife, of course," Theodore replied confidently.

"Your wife?" Sydney sneered. "Who's your wife?"

"Mom, you clearly don't care about me, as I've said many times. You don't even know who my wife is." Theodore looked down, and added dejectedly, "You've never cared about me since I was a kid. I hardly saw you, and I had no idea where you went."

Sydney had wanted to trap him with her words, but her eyes dimmed with guilt at his accusation.

She composed herself before saying, "Do you really hate me, then?"

"What about you?" Theodore looked up. "Do you really hate me, too? You think of Dad whenever you see me."

Tears suddenly welled up in Sydney's eyes.

"Alright, that's quite enough. Remove your wet clothes and get changed into these dry ones."

Sydney sat next to him and wiped his face and hair before reaching out to unbutton his shirt. Suddenly, Theodore grabbed her hands and shoved her away rudely.

you doing?"

married. Don't touch

eyes. "I know you're married. Your wife

you touch me if you knew that? How shameless," Theodore said

Sydney sighed helplessly.

the point of acting

drunk, she would let him feel better about things. If being drunk allowed him to think that he's still married,

was completely immersed in his own world-a world where he was still

said as she grabbed his arm. "It's fine. I've told her about it. You'll stay here for the night and go back

place?" Theodore's head was spinning so badly, he didn't

what's going on? You've turned into a fool after getting

to take off his wet jacket, lest he

against her, and warned her in all seriousness, "I

crossed his arms tight in a defensive stance. It

will misunderstand if she