Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

But there were no "ifs" in this world, and he wouldn't get another opportunity anymore. Reality wasn't like a sci-fi drama where you got to travel through time and change your fate. Reality was reality. Once something was lost, it was gone forever.

"Theodore..."

Rosalie's eyes reddened. She raised her trembling hand, cautiously reaching toward his shoulder, with the intent to comfort him. Her fingers hovered a few centimeters away before she pulled her hand back. "Don't be like this. It's all in the past. Sometimes, letting go is the best way to move on."

Theodore took a deep breath, released the steering wheel, and sat up straight. His eyes were red too. He turned to look at her and smiled, but it was one filled with despair. "Have you already moved on?" Rosalie nodded. "Yes, I've moved on because there are many more things in this world that are worth my attention."

Like the child she was carrying, and those who cared about her.

As soon as she finished speaking, Rosalie realized her words might have sounded harsh. She quickly corrected herself, "I-I didn't mean to say that you're not worth caring about." "Then, do you still care about me?" Theodore asked, clinging to the last sliver of hope pitifully.

"I-I didn't mean that, either." Rosalie was somewhat flustered. She struggled to control her emotions, and said, "What I mean is that there are many people in this world who care about you. What's lost is lost. Maybe we were never meant to be."

life. However, she had learned to let go. She hadn't expected Theodore to struggle with letting go as time went on. Sometimes, when a relationship ended, men and women reacted differently.

men might feel the emptiness and sadness of losing something, which would lead to an outburst at

the initial heart-wrenching pain, they would find peace. They would re-analyze their relationship more objectively, then let go no matter who was at fault. "But we're still sitting here, aren't we?" Theodore's eyes were filled with complex emotions. "Rose,

"Theo, we

I hurt

we've known each other for nearly eleven years, and

divorced, our relationship can no longer fit the traditional definitions. We're neither a couple nor friends, and certainly not siblings,

what are we?"

thought for a moment, and finally shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe it's

head in disappointment. "Do you really