Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie was giving both of them a fair share of blame, as she didn't know exactly what had happened. She could only rely on their one-sided accounts. She had no idea who was right and who was wrong. She hoped, more than anything, that they had both misunderstood each other.

Sebastian had misunderstood Theodore, and Theodore, seeing Sebastian's bodyguards with weapons, had also misunderstood Sebastian.

After all, they hated each other with a passion. It was natural for extreme thoughts to arise.

"He really did such a thing. At that time, Aurora was also caught by him and almost killed by him."

The danger Theodore had gone through was seen as a misunderstanding by Rosalie. He understood that she wasn't there, so she couldn't be sure what happened. Furthermore, both he and Sebastian had different versions of the story. However, for something Theodore had personally experienced, no matter how he thought about it, it still felt unfair.

The only grievance Theodore had was that Rosalie didn't believe him. If it had been in the past, she would have believed him.

But now, things were different. After the divorce, her loyalty was no longer with him.

"Lies!" Sebastian said angrily. "Rose, don't listen to him! He's lying. And if I really wanted to kill him, do you think he could still be standing here? There were no bodyguards at his villa. If I had wanted to kill him, it would've been easy-but I didn't."

I would have died there. By

said, "Rose, you don't believe him, do you? Don't you know what kind of person I am? It was Theodore who wanted me dead. Do you remember when I had the accident? Everyone came to

quick-witted and thought of that incident

past events to strike

help but think back to the events at the

to give up on Sebastian and donate his

Theodore had wanted Sebastian to donate his heart

been the one with the final say, as she

would die soon. During

Rosalie couldn't forget Theodore's

couldn't

her either. Both love and hurt intertwined, almost driving her to the

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