Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"I'm not lying. You've seen it for yourself. This is why I'm telling you that it's too late! I'm already married to Sebastian!" Rosalie cried.

Even though her marriage to him was a sham, she wasn't going to immediately divorce Sebastian just because Theodore asked to remarry her. How could she marry Theodore again?

What's more, it was unnecessary for him to know that her marriage to Sebastian was a facade.

"You two...have registered your marriage?"

Theodore stared at her in disbelief, wanting to confirm her final answer and hoping against hope that she would tell him no.

Alas, things often don't go according to one's wishes.

Rosalie nodded her head, a painful expression on her face.

"Yes, we just registered our marriage today. It's too late between us, Theo. Didn't you promise Cynthia you'd marry her? Go ahead. She was in the picture from day one. Everything you've said since then involved her, without fail."

"No!" Theodore exclaimed, agitated. "How could you marry Sebastian? How could you?! Rose, how could you treat me like this? Didn't you say you two were just friends? How could you marry a friend?"

"I just did," Rosalie said, her voice turning a pitch higher. "He treats me well. Why shouldn't I marry him? You, on the other hand, caused me so much pain. You've accused and blamed me so many times, all because of Cynthia. You can't just erase everything you did to me just by saying you love me! Theodore Spencer, we're over!"

done was done there was

was spilled in the first place. The key was that the milk could no longer be returned to the cup. Theodore's heart was torn into two, and he felt like

and

of his voice. "You claimed to be friends with Sebastian, but you married him. We've only just gotten divorced, and you married him even before a month has passed! I say, you've

her of being unfaithful to him a

would she get married so quickly

Enough! We're already divorced! What's the point of going through this again?

"Let you go?"

"Theodore was like a

his eyes bloodshot

for you...and this is how you treat me? You want me to let you go?! How could you be so

I the cruel one? How could you say such a thing? You presumptuously divorced me, and now you're accusing me of being cruel? You're despicable!" Rosalie seethed. "Me,

I am despicable! I can be even more

last line of defense was torn apart, and Rosalie

and Mom

talking to Geoffrey over the phone along the corridor. He had just received news that his parents were