Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore had already arranged the food on the table.

“So, you want me to hurry back?”

“Yeah, you go ahead,” Cynthia said with a smile.

“When you called me, you made it sound urgent. You insisted I needed to help you with this and that. I don’t think you really want me to hurry back,” Theodore teased.

It wasn’t really a dig at Cynthia from the depths of his heart. It was more like banter between two close people.

“Come on, Theo. Are you really going to pick on me for this? I didn’t know you were going back to divorce her. If I had known, I wouldn’t have held you back. I love you so much, and you should know what’s on my mind,” Cynthia said, sounding pitiful. She lowered her head more and more as she spoke.

“Do you need me to stay here with you? Should I really go back to have dinner with Rose and Grandma?” he asked, double–checking things.

“You should go. Don’t keep them waiting,” Cynthia urged.

Her desire was plainly evident in her eyes. Theodore knew this well, and naturally wouldn’t argue with her about it.

For some reason, Cindy kept holding him back the entire day. So, he stayed and didn’t tell her the truth.

“Then you’ll have lunch by yourself,” he said.

“Okay, I’ll be good and finish lunch. You should hurry,” she replied.

“Alright,” Theodore said, putting on his coat. “I’m leaving now.”

‘Don’t forget your phone,” said Cynthia, acting like a devoted wife as

she handed it to him

Theodore took the phone without saying much, and left the ward, NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

Cynthia sighed deeply

She never expected what Rosalie said to be true.

Seriously, what was wrong with Theodore? Why didn’t he tell her

earlier?

Maybe Theodore was afraid of disappointing her.

Theodore was right, though. Until the very end, no one knew what would happen.

Theo really loved her and cared so much about her feelings. The more Cynthia thought about it, the sweeter it felt.

Meanwhile, Rosalie and Rebecca were sitting at the dining table. The food was already served, and steaming with a delicious aroma. However, the heat was fleeting. If Theodore didn’t show up soon, it would turn cold soon.

Rebecca’s expression was sour, as if she was seriously annoyed.

Rosalie hurriedly tried to placate her “Grandma, why don’t we just eat first? Let’s not wait for him.”

“We have to wait,” Rebecca said coldly. “Let’s see if that brat will come. If he doesn’t, I won’t eat. Does he intend to starve an old lady to death? I’m so angry at him now!”

Rebecca slammed the table with force.

“Every time, it’s like this. When he comes, I want to ask him, just how busy he is with work?! Or is he up to something else outside?!”

Seeing Rebecca like this, Rosalie felt a bit worried about Theodore. She was even more concerned that Rebecca’s anger might affect her health.

So, she pulled a chair closer to Rebecca and coaxed, “Grandma, is it not good enough for me to eat with you? Why do you have to wait for Theo? You always say you love me the most, but it seems like you love your grandson more.”

Rosalie looked displeased, like a child.

Rebecca held her hand. “Rose! Of course I love you the most. I’m just mad at Theo. He’s always late.”

“Then, why isn’t it enough that I’m here with you? Am I not good

enough? Who cares what he’s doing? I’m starving,” Rosalie said as she patted her flat stomach. “Let’s eat first, okay?”

“Alright,” Rebecca sighed. “Oh, you…I know you’re defending your husband.”

“No way! I’m not doing that. I’m just hungry, and I’m worried you’ll go hungry too. Who cares what he’s doing? We’ll finish eating, and there won’t be any left for him when he comes,” Rosalie said