Chapter 215
Chasing My Pregnant Wife
Rosalie was almost fuming from Theodoreâs domineering attitude.
He could spend time with Cynthia, but she couldnât stay overnight at a friendâs place? What a joke!
âTheodore, Iâm not going back. If you want to go back, go yourself. Weâre getting divorced
tomorrow, so donât think you can control me.â
She was fed up with this man controlling her emotions.
âOpen the door.â
Theodore was like a volcano about to erupt, its molten lava underneath gathering immense force
and reaching its critical point.
Naturally, Rosalie didnât dare to open the door. She was afraid. Theodore would burst in. Instead,
she looked at him anxiously.
âTheodore, please donât force me, okay? Look at us now. Whatâs the point of doing this? Even if I go
back tonight, weâll still get divorced tomorrow!â
Theodore raised his foot and kicked the iron gate hard. âOpen the door!â
From afar, Sebastian noticed something was wrong. He immediately walked over.
âTheodore, donât pick on Rose! Havenât you tormented her enough? How far do you want to push
her? Youâre way out of line!â
âSebastian, you donât get to lecture me! Who do you think you are?â Theodore roared.
He usually appeared as an elegant gentleman in public, but who would have thought he could be so
volatile in private?
Even the most perfect person, once ignited with primal emotions, could behave like children pulling
each otherâs hair for candy.
âYeah, Iâm no one,â Sebastian sneered sarcastically. âBut youâre even less than that. Rose was
unlucky to marry you, but thankfully, sheâll be free tomorrow!â
âShut up!â Theodore roared. âRose, Iâm telling you one last time! Come home with me!â
Sebastian pulled Rosalie behind him protectively.
âShe wonât go with you. Itâs really absurd. Clearly, youâre the one who messed up. But now, youâre
acting like youâre the victim and pushing all the blame onto her. Itâs ridiculous!â
âOkay, enough.â Rosalie gently tugged at Sebastianâs sleeve. She was worried that if he said too
much, it would only serve to heighten Theodoreâs anger and cause things to spiral out of control.
Theodore saw Rosalieâs subtle action towards Sebastian, and it only fueled his fury. âSebastian, if
youâre still a man, open the damn door! Stop hiding behind it!â
âFine, Iâll open it!â
Sebastian was about to open the door when Rosalie hurriedly stopped him. âDonât.â
She pushed Sebastian back forcefully, taking a few steps herself. If Sebastian opened the door,
these two men might end up fighting.
âRosalie, is this your choice? No wonder you said youâre unhappy and fed up with me. Apparently,
you can only be happy with Sebastian!â Theodoreâs tone was mocking, his sarcastic smile piercing.
âHow long have you been together? A year? Two years? Three years?â
Sebastian clenched his fist, his knuckles cracking. He was about to
speak, when Rosalie interrupted him with a shout.
âYes, youâre right!â She grabbed Sebastianâs arm, her tone triumphant as she said, âWeâve been
together for a long time. On my birthday, I dressed up nicely for a date with him, but Caleb ruined it.
Your divorce is perfect timing because I canât wait to be with Sebastian.â
Sebastian paused slightly, surprised by Rosalieâs words.