Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Theodore looked down, and nodded as gently as he could. "I admit that I do feel guilt toward you, but...I don't love you."

Cynthia pulled the sheets open with a whoosh, and rushed to the windows.

Theodore immediately chased after her. "Cindy!"

He shot out like an arrow toward Cynthia, and grabbed her arm.

Cynthia charged forward stubbornly. "Let me go! Let me go!"

"Cindy, don't be like this!" Theodore pulled her back hard.

"No, just let me die! What's the point of living? Let me die, let me go!"

brokenly, and threw herself into his embrace as Theodore pulled her back. She hugged him tight, and buried her head in his chest. "You can't treat me like this," she said through sobs. "You can't be like this! You

how you treat me? What's the point of surviving? Just let me die! Let me die!" Theodor grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her away from

stared at him with tear-filled eyes. "Do you even need to

be Mrs. Spencer, even if

you, and that can even give you a bit of my love for you. No-I can give you so much of it and I'll still have endless love for you, because nothing in this world can

looked down in

of a woman appeared in his mind. It didn't

thing he saw was

had never felt such hopelessness toward Rosalie, and such hopelessness came from himself. He couldn't see any hope of reconciling with her, and she would never forgive him. She had

to make preparations, and we'll hold our wedding the

in

to ask him if he was for real, but each time she asked something like that, he would