Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Theodore smiled bitterly. He said no further but lowered his head, looking as though he was crying.

Rosalie lifted a hand and patted his back gently, trying to comfort him. She didn't know what to say right now. Be it comforting or cruel words, she would only end up making him sadder-because she could never go back to him.

Even without Sebastian in the picture, she wouldn't go back to Theodore.

Theodore was stuck in a never-ending cycle of sorrow, unable to walk out of it no matter how hard he tried. Nothing she said would be able to help him, unless he managed to figure things out himself and let go of things.

"Had you known things would come to this, would you have done things differently?" she asked.

People were often like this, never treasuring the things they had and only caring for them when they lost it.

Rosalie really didn't want to go back to Theodore. It was no longer a question of love. Just the mere thought of it hurt her immensely.

It wasn't just the two of them-it wasn't just between her and Theodore. There was Cynthia stuck in between, and three's a crowd. Even if Theodore abandoned Cynthia for her, she wouldn't dare believe him. After all, she had already been lied to once.

speaking, Theodore didn't exactly lie to her. He had made it very clear before they got married, but Rosalie didn't know that he was still in contact

told herself that she wouldn't

her cheeks. Autumn had quietly crept up, and the temperature was dropping slowly. Time was passing slowly and whizzing

her arms around her chest,

cold. He immediately took off his jacket, and draped

to the car,"

did so. It felt warmer in the car. She removed

engine, and drove off. When they arrived at the entrance of

to ask

add, "Since you believe I'm not the one who caused him to become like this, all the more I wouldn't hurt him now. want to know how

just waiting for him to make a full recovery Things are good the way they are now-me taking care of him, and you taking care of Cynthia.

was the point of Theodore saying so much to her, claiming to love her and regret all he did? At the end of the day, he was

words meant nothing, when one action