Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Theodore looked like a lost child, his eyes watery and pitiful.

"Are you so drunk you've forgotten? We're not married anymore," Rosalie said.

He couldn't behave as he used to. And she certainly couldn't, either.

Theodore released her hand, his brow furrowing as he struggled to stand up from the chair, clutching his stomach and doubling over in pain.

Rosalie rushed forward to support him. "I'll take you to the hospital."

Theodore stubbornly shook off her hand. "No."

"Why not?"

"No reason. I just don't want to go."

"Theo, stop being so stubborn," Rosalie said, frowning. "Look at you now."

"What's wrong with me?" Theodore turned his head, a sarcastic smile on his pale face. "It's just stomach pain."

but you drank so much. Are you trying

was furious. This man didn't even take care of his own

to stand straight, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "Did you follow

are you bringing up my health? I'm not feeling

My pain

Rosalie said, exhaustion creeping into her voice. "Are you going to the hospital or not? If you don't go, I'm done with you. If you

was now complaining of stomach

anyway," Theodore nearly shouted. "Go on. Leave. Don't worry

pushed her away

walking forward. She then turned

you were leaving,

a bang, Theodore slammed

pounded on the door. "Theodore,

to leave, so go! Aren't you sick of me? Then

drunk, acting out of control. Whatever he did now was just a

drive you home. We

the car and go," Theodore replied impatiently. "What

she left him here, what would happen