Chasing My Pregnant Wife

“Grandma even said you’d be a good father! Hah! What a joke! Theodore, you wouldn’t be a good father! It’s a good thing I didn’t get pregnant with your child. That would’ve been a tragedy!”

Completely agitated, Rosalie’s emotions were running high. As tears streamed down her face, she felt Theodore’s hand slowly loosen from her shoulder, and he eventually weakly backed away from her.

Rosalie wiped away the tears from her face, smiling bitterly. “Since you and Cynthia love each other so much, why didn’t you tell me from the start? Oh, I know why. You thought telling me wouldn’t make a difference, so you planned it all from the beginning. From start to finish, I’ve been played for a fool by you.” Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Theodore remained unusually silent.

Rosalie didn’t remember if he had ever been this silent before. He couldn’t find any words to refute the woman before him.

A pang of pain shot through Rosalie’s heart as she continued, “Bring me the divorce papers already. I don’t want anything, not the house, nor the property. I don’t want to live in this absurdity anymore!”

Her words seemed to reignite the flames of anger within Theodore. Their marriage had become nothing more than “absurdity” to Rosalie. Nothing could be more ludicrous.

Suppressing his rising anger, he spoke hoarsely, “Grandma talked about wanting us to have a child today. Do you think she won’t find out once we finalize the divorce?”

“What else can we do? Stay married while you’re fooling around with Cynthia? We had an agreement before we got married, so I have to be understanding, right?”

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Why was he treating her like this? She was also a person, who had a heart and feelings. Why was he so cruel?

“What do you mean by fooling around? It’s my responsibility to take

care of her!” Theodore retorted.

“You have a responsibility to her, but not to me? Do you know, I…..”

Realizing she was about to blurt out that she was pregnant, Rosalie quickly stopped herself and trailed off.

“What do you mean?” Theodore pressed, sensing she was hiding something from him.

“Do you even realize I’m your wife?!” Rosalie brought the conversation back around. “Don’t you have a greater responsibility to your wife?”

“Don’t I take enough responsibility for you? I’ve given you everything over this past year, and after the divorce, I’ll still provide you with ample wealth. What more do you want? A child? Sorry, I can’t give you

that!”

Theodore’s last few words tore Rosalie’s heart in two.

Yes, he wouldn’t give her a child. But despite taking precautions every time they were intimate, she had still gotten pregnant. After all, there was no hundred percent guarantee when using

contraception. That was why she wanted to keep the child. To her, it was a gift from the

heavens.

She had thought revealing her pregnancy would only bring trouble to Theodore, that he would be conflicted. But now, thinking about it,

even if she did tell him, what then? Theodore surely wouldn’t want the

child, and he’d likely press her to get an abortion.

She had been too naive. Blaming herself for painting too rosy a picture of the man, she found her heart shattered.

Clenching her fists, Rosalie looked up and slowly said, “Fine, I don’t want a child either. Even if you give me one, I wouldn’t want it!”

Since he was being so cruel, why should she endure it?

It was like they had reached some sort of agreement, but there was still some doubt about how sincere that agreement really was.