Chasing My Pregnant Wife

“What…?!”

Cynthia couldn’t contain her anger.

“If you don’t care about him, that’s even more reason you should divorce him! What’s the point of dragging it out?” she yelled.

“Whether there’s a point or not, I’ll decide,” Rosalie said, holding her composure as she looked at Cynthia leisurely. She didn’t believe

Cynthia could keep blocking her forever.

Seeing the smugness in the Rosalie’s eyes, Cynthia laughed.

“You’re so pitiful. Your husband doesn’t love you, and all you can do is argue back like a stubborn mule. Does it have any real meaning? At most, it’s just a moral victory. In reality, Theo’s love is still for me. Do you know the piano piece he plays? It’s one he composed for me.”

Rosalie froze, and Cynthia continued, “He said he’d play that piece for me at our wedding. Unfortunately, he couldn’t marry me. Still, he said he’d write new pieces for me in the future.”

At that, Rosalie felt her heart drop instantly.

She remembered back when Theo held her hand. He sat at the piano, and told her, “Rose, this piece is for you.”

His slender fingers danced on the black and white keys, playing a beautiful melody. She thought that piece was exclusively for them as a couple, a gift from Theodore to her. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

She never imagined it was actually written for Cynthia.

Maybe he played it for her because Cynthia wasn’t around to longing.

Later, he refused to play it again–probably because he was thinking. of Cynthia, and didn’t want to play it for another woman. Now that Cynthia was back, he could freely play that piece he originally

intended for her in public.

Rosalie realized she had nothing–not even a piano piece. Everything belonged to Cynthia.

It was truly laughable.

“Do you understand now? You have no place in Theo’s heart! Holding on to this marriage is just a waste of your time. Anyway, Theo and I being together won’t be affected by your marriage to him. Our

relationship is real, while yours with him is just on paper,” Cynthia went on, provoking her on purpose.

Rosalie felt like even the little life inside her belly was weeping.

Just on paper, huh?

She and Theodore had a child together; but now, it seemed their relationship was nothing but a hollow shell.

Perhaps due to overwhelming sadness, her stomach suddenly churned violently. She covered her lips and rushed into one of the stalls in the restroom, leaning over the toilet to vomit.

Cynthia went to the restroom door, her face filled with tension.

Rosalie retched for quite some time. After flushing the toilet, she finally emerged from the restroom and went to the sink to rinse her mouth.

“What’s wrong with you? Why were you throwing up?” Cynthia asked anxiously.

Rosalie’s complexion was somewhat pale. “Are you concerned about me?”

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“Who’s concerned about you? You’re not… You’re not pregnant, are you?”

If this woman was pregnant, it would be disastrous!

Rosalie smirked. “Are you afraid I might be pregnant? Once I am, Theo will come back to me. You won’t have him running around with you anymore, will you?”

Cynthia suddenly laughed. “You’re dreaming! Even if you’re pregnant, Theo will just make you get rid of the baby. Are you really pregnant?”

Rosalie flicked off the water from her hand, and turned to face Cynthia.

“None of your business. Stop blocking my way. If I really am pregnant and I go tell Theo now, who can guarantee what the consequences will be?”

She turned to leave.

“Stop!” Cynthia grabbed Rosalie’s arm. “Are you really pregnant?”