Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore tossed and turned in bed unable to sleep. Thinking about what Rose had said to him before she left made him feel like there was a gaping hole in his chest. The various complex emotions.

running through him left him feeling restless.

He got out of bed and approached Rosalie’s room door. After hesitating for a while, he lightly knocked on the door.

“Rose, are you asleep?”

He received only silence as a reply. It was already late, so she should be asleep by now. He turned to leave, but felt uneasy, so he turned back and knocked on the door again!

“Rose, I need to talk to you. Can I come in?”

Still, nothing but silence.

He sighed. “I know you don’t want to see me right now, but I want to apologize. I shouldn’t have spoken to you like that today.

“I’ve been doing and saying everything wrong today, and I hurt you. I know I’m not a good man. I’m truly sorry. If I could have another chance, I would have been clear with you from the start. I would never hurt

you. But unfortunately, there are no ‘ifs‘.

“Let me in, okay? I want to talk to you calmly, without fighting. I feel like there are misunderstandings between us. Like about that crystal bracelet. I picked it out myself, I didn’t ask anyone else.”

He knocked on the door again. “Rose, if you don’t say anything, I’ll take it as consent and come in, okay?”

Gripping the doorknob, he pushed the door open to find an empty room, with the light left on and the bed unmade. The door of the

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attached bathroom was open too, but no one was inside.

Theodore felt uneasy. Where could Rosalie be at this hour?

He headed downstairs to look for her, but couldn’t find her anywhere. Just then, a servant who was still up happened to pass by and notice

Theodore.

“Master, do you need something?”

“Have you seen Rose?” Theodore asked, frowning.

“I saw Madam driving out.”

“Did she say where she was going?” This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

“She didn’t say anything. I just saw her driving away from a distance.”

Theodore suddenly had a bad feeling. He immediately went upstairs, grabbed his phone, and dialed Rosalie’s number. Although it rang, she didn’t answer and simply rejected the call. He called again, but she just rejected it once more, so he immediately sent her a text message.

[Where are you right now? Why did you go out so late? Why aren’t you picking up?]

After sending the text, he called her several more times. Finally, someone answered.

“Why do you keep rejecting my calls? Where did you go so late?” asked Theodore, annoyed.

“Mr. Spencer, Rose doesn’t want to talk to you. Please don’t disturb

her.”

Theodore frowned upon hearing a voice that wasn’t Rosalie’s. “Who

are you?”

“I’m her friend, Stephanie Carter.”

Stephanie? Theodore vaguely remembered her from his and Rosalie’s

wedding, but wasn’t very familiar with her.

“Where’s Rose?”

“She’s at my place, resting. Please don’t disturb her.”

Just then, a voice echoed down the corridor, “Quick, we need blood for the patient!”

“What’s that sound?” Theodore asked.

“I’m watching TV,” Stephanie quickly said, covering the phone. “Rose is already asleep. If you need anything, you can talk to her tomorrow. Goodbye.”

Theodore wanted to say something else, but Stephanie ended the call.

The more he thought about it, the more suspicious he became. He had distinctly heard something about a patient needing blood, but why would there be such a sound at Stephanie’s house? If Rose was asleep, why was Stephanie watching TV so loudly, to the point that Theodore could clearly hear what was being said?

If he wasn’t mistaken, Rosalie was at the hospital right now! Theodore’s hands began to tremble. Had something happened to her?!