Chapter 2
Chasing My Pregnant Wife
Rosalie lowered her head, smiling bitterly.
What else could she ask for? She was sure she had exhausted all the luck in her life to get a
chance to marry the man before her.
Her parents were ordinary employees at SK Enterprise. They had been trapped in the control room
during a fire, but had managed to shut down the critical systems before they died. Their actions
prevented the release of toxic substances and avoided more casualties.
The media had reported on the incident for several days straight, sharing recordings of her parentsâ
last conversation with the outside world.
Orphaned at the age of ten, Rosalie was taken in by her aunt, who was the only option available.
However, the woman smoked, drank, and gambled. A year later, Rosalieâs aunt squandered all the
money SK Enterprise had given the young girl to compensate for the loss of her parents.
When Rosalie was eleven years old, her aunt dumped her at the doorstep of SK Enterprise.
Clutching her backpack tightly to her chest, Rosalie waited at the companyâs entrance for two days.
She was hungry and tired, but had nowhere else to go.
Finally, when the chairman of SK Enterprise saw her as he passed by, he took her home. From
then on, he provided for Rosalie, taking care of everything from her education to her daily needs.
Eventually, he had her marry his grandson, Theodore.
Theodore didnât oppose the marriage, but he privately told Rosalie, âEven if we get married, I canât
give you affection. If Cynthia comes back, our marriage will end. You canât object when that time
comes.â
Rosalieâs heart ached at his words. It was as if he had taken a knife and stabbed her heart.
But she knew that if she refused to marry him, his grandmother, Rebecca Jarvis, would definitely
blame Theodore and wouldnât let it go. Rebecca might even ruin her health out of
anger.
So, even though it hurt, Rosalie could only nod and bear it.
âNo problem. Anyway, I only see you as a brother. I donât have any romantic feelings for you. If you
want a divorce, just tell me anytime. I wonât hold you back,â she had said.
That was how their marriage began.
After they got married, Theodore treated Rosalie like a precious treasure. Everyone thought he
loved her very much, but she knew he was only doing these things because he was a responsible
man. He treated her kindly out of duty, not love.
Now, that duty had ended.
Rosalie finished the last bite of egg on her plate and stood up. âIâm full. Iâm going back to the
room.â
She stood up, pulled out the chair, and was about to leave. However, as she stood up, she
realized her head felt heavy and her feet light. She stepped forward too quickly. With a twist of her
foot, she tumbled forward.
âAh!â
Instinctively, she covered her belly. She panicked and tried to stop her fall, but she was suddenly
lifted up and cradled in a pair of strong arms.
âWhatâs the rush? Are you hurt?â
Theodore carefully checked her body. When he found nothing wrong, he breathed a sigh of
relief.
âDonât do this again. Youâre all grown up, but youâre still like a child,â he said with a hint of reproach.
âIâm fine. Maybe I didnât sleep well last night,â Rosalie said, avoiding his gaze.
What was the point of his concern?
Rosalie tried to shake off his hand, but Theodore seemed to sense something and furrowed his
brow. He lifted her higher and more securely in his arms.
âAh!â A startled Rosalie instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. âWhat are you doing?
âIâm carrying you so you wonât fall again.â
âIâm fine! Put me down, okay? This isnât appropriate.â
âWhatâs not appropriate about it?â
âWeâre getting a divorce.â
Theodore looked at her blankly, a hint of displeasure flickered briefly in his eyes.
âWe still need to sign the papers. Weâre still husband and wife before that happens. Or are you
trying to say that you never wanted me to touch you from the beginning, and now you canât wait to
keep y
distance?
His tone was somewhat harsh. He made it sound as if the divorce was something she had coldly
proposed, something he could only reluctantly accept.