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!"

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 said you wanted to marry me! You promised me... You

die! Let me die!" Theodor grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her away from his embrace. He asked

stared at him with tear-filled eyes. "Do

you still want to marry me and be Mrs. Spencer, even if

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 compare with the love I have for you! I don't

down

his

thing he

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

you. I'll take you back today to make preparations, and we'll hold our wedding

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but each time she asked something like that, he would reassure her that it was. This time she didn't dare to