Chasing My Pregnant Wife



After Theodore hung up the phone, he walked to the liquor cab and opened a bottle of whiskey, pouring it into a glass.

Just as he was about to take a sip, he suddenly thought of his stomach and put the glass aside. He had promised Rosalie many times that he would stop drinking. If he drank now, he would feel guilty.

He walked over to the window, gazing blankly at the night sky. The city was especially bright, shimmering with light, as if the stars were hovering on earth.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Why was Justin at Rosalie's place at this hour? Was he really sick? Or was it just an excuse?

Furthermore, what was Justin's sudden arrival in Blencalgo about? With his status, he could only bring trouble and danger to Rosalie.

Theodore became more and more troubled as he thought about it.

He walked to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out his coat.

Rosalie was lying in bed, unable to sleep. She gently held Steve and stared at his face, thinking, 'Steve, if your grandmother wakes up, I will tell Theodore that you are his child.'

Suddenly, there was a knock on her door.

Rosalie furrowed her brow and immediately sat up in bed. Who could it be at this hour?

The rapping continued.

Rosalie quickly got out of bed and walked to the door. She looked through the peephole and was surprised to see Theodore standing outside.

She immediately opened the door. "Why are you here so late?"

"Can I come in?" Theodore looked travel-worn.

"Did something happen to Grandma?" Rosalie asked, worried.

"It's not about Grandma," Theodore replied.

"Then what is it?"

"Can I come in?"

Rosalie stepped aside to let Theodore in.

After closing the door, Theodore scanned the room. "Where's Justin?"

Rosalie immediately understood why he was here. "You came here because he's here with me. What do you want?"

"I'm worried about you. You know

what he's like-he's like a time bomb. can't rest knowing that he's spending the night here. I had to

come check on you," Theodore said.

UMS

Theodore had only intended to stay downstairs, but he couldn't help himself and came up.

"Theo, I know what kind of person he is better than you. You don't need to worry. Please, go back now," Rosalie said helplessly.

Theodore's face darkened. "Is he really sick?"

Before Rosalie could answer, the door to the guest room opened, and Justin stumbled out.

"Mr. Spencer, I'm sorry for worrying you."

Theodore quickly stepped toward Justin and sized him up. Seeing his pale face, it was clear he was sick.

"Why are you here?"

"I..."

Before Justin could answer, Rosalie stepped in front of him. "What does it have to do with you? This is my

place. What right do you have to interfere? Please leave now.

O.UMS

Theodore looked anxious and helpless. "Rose, I'm worried about you. You know what he's like. It's not safe for you and the child to be around him."

"Is it safer to be with you?" Rosalie's

eyes widened. "Theo, please stop being so self-righteous. I'm asking you nicely. I don't want to argue. Steve has just fallen asleep, So

please go back."

Justin didn't want to put Rosalie in a difficult spot. "Rose, I'm sorry. How about I leave now and come back when I'm better?"

"Don't listen to him." Rosalie held his arm. "You need to rest. Don't worry about Theo. I'll handle it here."

She firmly led Justin back to the room.

"Rose, but I..."

"No buts. Lie down." Rosalie became a little forceful, making him lie down on the bed and covering him with a blanket.

Her hand accidentally brushed his face, and it was shockingly hot.

Her heart skipped a beat. She quickly reached for his forehead. "Do you have a fever? Why is your temperature so high? Wait here, I'll get a thermometer."