Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"I'm going home. It's getting late, she'll get worried if I go back home late."

"Who will get worried?" Sydney asked. She sighed loudly, and shook her head helplessly.

"Mom, I've got to call Rose and tell her that I'm at... I'm with my mom. I can't let her have the wrong idea."

Theodore pulled his phone out of his pocket, and scrolled to Rosalie's number.

Rosalie's number was the first on Theodore's list of contacts. He specifically added a letter 'A' in front of Rosalie's name so she would be listed as the first contact.

He was so drunk, he couldn't see the words on the screen clearly. He scrolled up and down and clicked randomly on the screen, but realized he pressed on the wrong number. When he called the number, he put the phone to his ear.

An agitated voice sounded through the phone. "Theo, it's so late. What's the matter? Are you missing me?"

Theodore found it strange to hear this voice. He looked at his screen, and saw the name reflected on it.

How did "Rose" turn into "Cynthia"?

He furrowed his brows in irritation.

"Why did you pick up Rose's phone? Are you two together?"

"What?" Cynthia asked, confused. "Theo, what are you talking about? Didn't you call me?"

Give Rose her phone back. Don't just answer her calls, she'll get mad. You're being rude like this." Theodore's

that Theodore was drunk. "Did you have a drop too much? Theo, where are you right now?" Sydney could stand it any longer, and snatched

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Theodore smacked his forehead. "I'll try again,

snatched his phone back, wanting to call Rosalie.

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