Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Sebastian watched Sydney with some apprehension.

Finally, Sydney spoke up. "Alright, if it's truly over, then let it be. Theo ignoring you only confirms that he wants to end things. It's best if you two don't meet again in the future." This was all Sydney could do now.

This tangled fate needed to end.

Sebastian genuinely loved Rosalie, and would treat her well.

As for Theodore, he had given up and withdrawn, leaving a trail of heartbreak. Whatever he did now would only cause Rosalie more pain.

It was clear he wasn't suited for a life with Rosalie.

Theodore was emotionally clueless, while Sebastian was exceptionally perceptive, knowing exactly how to cherish the woman he loved.

Sebastian frowned slightly, confusion evident in his eyes. He hadn't expected Sydney to say this.

He had thought Sydney might tell Rosalie that Theodore hadn't been there the previous night. If Rosalie knew that, she would likely become even more upset and try to confront Theodore again. Why hadn't Sydney mentioned it? And since she arrived, Sebastian had felt that Sydney's gaze toward him was different.

What had happened in between?

Sydney's attitude seemed to have changed completely.

Sydney's words, forced

doesn't want my child, ignores my calls, and refuses to meet or speak with me. What more can I

was exhausted. She had tried, but Theodore truly didn't want

and

make sure the baby arrives safely. No matter what, there's someone in this world who cares about you. I can tell Mr. Carter loves you, and you two seem good together." Rosalie was surprised by Sydney's sudden change of

with Sebastian; what had

"Mom, why are you-"

out this way.. You're married to Sebastian now, and the die is cast. I have to

Rosalie's hair. "You and Theo should be completely done. If you can avoid seeing him in the future, do so, and don't stay

in painful agreement. "I

tears in her eyes, turned and

felt something was

wanted to call after Sydney, but she

"Rose, I'll

into the corridor. "Wait

her tears. "Mr.

being so polite. Why aren't you cursing me out like you

ached. "I was too hasty

one thing to be