Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"Alright, Grandma, I understand."

"Good. Then you can get back to your work. I won't disturb you any longer."

"Goodbye, Grandma."

Theodore blankly hung up the phone. He weakly leaned against the headboard, his gaze vacant.

The Spencers all cared so much about Rosalie. It was fine, because he cared about Rosalie too.

But she didn't care about him.

Rosalie cared about everyone-except for him.

He was the one who made foolish mistakes and lost her. He was now facing the consequences. What right did he have to complain?

In Rosalie's eyes, he was a despised ex-husband, someone who could be discarded at a crucial moment. Their ten years together couldn't compare to her few months with Sebastian. That was the difference. She had really fallen for Sebastian. Otherwise, why would she choose him so decisively?

Indeed, Sebastian was now her husband. Sebastian was despicable, but he would take good care of Rosalie because his love for her was real. What use was there for Theodore now? Theodore looked at the sunlight streaming through the window onto his face, and closed his eyes to feel it. It was really warm.

at

brilliant, the scenery perfect. Trees stood towering in the forest, their treetops swaying gently in the breeze. Leaves fell gracefully to the ground, unhurried and elegant. The

on the windowsill, overlooking the scenery

was truly beautiful. Dying amidst this scenery didn't

hated him so much and wanted him dead, then he would die. This way, she would be

good care of her. She no longer needed him. He had messed

stood on the

the past. He thought about the moments he shared with Rosalie

they experienced together went far beyond being just "childhood sweethearts." All

bad,

had shared

hand and take her hiking. When she was tired, he would carry

see the sea, where she would snuggle in his arms, sleeping drowsily,

numb, all just because he didn't

kind of girl do

were sitting on the rooftop