Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie frowned slightly when she heard this. "Did you really hear the groom say that?"

"Would I lie to you?" Theodore suddenly gave a bitter laugh. "I guess that's a fair question, considering I have lied to you before."

Rosalie lowered her gaze. "Even if it's true, and you heard the groom say that, if you wanted to help, you could have done it privately. There was no need to make such a scene in public. This could ruin Grandma's relationship with her friend."

"You're always so considerate, Rose." Theodore let go of her and turned away, collapsing weakly onto a chair.

He had no idea how much he had drunk, but the alcohol was hitting him hard now, making it difficult for him to stand.

"But I did it anyway. He was about to get married, and he betrayed his fiancée just because he was stressed. Such a person deserves to be condemned by everyone," he continued.

Rosalie stared at him silently for a good ten seconds before speaking.

If you loved Cynthia, you shouldn't have married me. If you loved me, you shouldn't have stayed involved with Cynthia after we got married. A moral compass is supposed to be used to restrain oneself, not

softly, "do you think I slept with

skipped a beat. She rubbed her thumb and index finger

matter to me

want to know at all?"

want to know. That's between you and Cynthia. I don't care. We're

about before the divorce?

the past. It

back in the

it doesn't matter anymore. Because now you have Sebastian. How nice. Why didn't he ever hurt you? I'm so jealous. I'm selfish. I fove you and don't want you to be hurt. But

her clothes. "I'll explain today's incident to Grandma myself You should apologize to the groom and bride,