Chapter 98
Chasing My Pregnant Wife
Rosalie wished she hadnât made that call. Just hearing Yuvanâs words was enough to make her
vividly imagine what must be happening. between Theodore and Cynthia. Unable to bear it, she
abruptly ended the call and tossed her phone aside, collapsing on the bed in tears.
âTheodore, you jerk!â m
Thinking about what Theodore might be doing in the bathroom with Cynthia, whether they were just
washing up or showering together, Rosalie felt like her whole world was crashing down on her.
She had thought she was beyond hurt. She thought it would be fine as long as she didnât see it or
think about it. But hearing it made it impossible for her not to. She felt tightness in her chest, making
event breathing hurt. For the sake of the child in her belly, she forced herself to take deep breaths.
Lunch was quickly prepared, and Rosalie went to the dining room to eat. She had no appetite, but
for the childâs sake, she forced herself to eat. She stuffed the food into her mouth and swallowed
hard, but her stomach churned violently..
It was especially hard to keep her food down when she thought about what Theodore and Cynthia
might be doing in the bathroom. She couldnât even swallow her saliva at the thought!
âMadam, whatâs wrong? Is the food not to your liking?â asked Anthony, noticing Rosalieâs unusually
pale face and her difficulty swallowing.
âI⦠Iâm fine.â
Rosalie forced down a few mouthfuls of food, but she just couldnât eat anymore. Her stomach felt
awful, and if she kept eating, she
would surely vormit
Just then, a voice called out, âRose I
Rosalie turned her head to see Theodore entering the dining room Her heart skipped a beat,
resentment flashing across her face She immediately stood up and left the ng room, deliberately
avoiding
Theodore glanced at her barely touched food, then at Anthony, who only gave him a helpless look.
It seems Madam is not in a good mood.â
Looking disheveled. Theodore followed after his wife and knocked on
the door of her room.
*Rose â
There was no sound from inside the room, but he knew she was in
there.
âRose,â he called her name again, pulling on the door handle, but she had locked it from inside
He knocked a few more times Rose, open the door. I need to talk to
you.â
âJust say what you want from there Rosalie finally spoke. Her voice sounded hoarse, and if one
listened closely, it was clear that she was
crying
âHow can I when thereâs a door between us? Open the door and let me in, okay?â
âWhy canât you say it through the door? I can hear your voice. Just say whatever it is.â
âWhy did you run away and lock the door when you saw me?â
âI just want to be alone for a while.â
âLet me come in and check your temperature. Open the door.â
âI wonât open it. Just go away. My feverâs gone. I donât need you. Go be with your darling, donât
bother about me!â Rosalie exclaimed in fury.
âRosalie Young, do you think this door can keep me out? If you donât open it, Iâll force my way in!â
said Theodore, sounding somewhat displeased now.
There was silence from the woman behind the door for a long time. After what felt like two minutes,
Theodore heard footsteps. With a click, the door finally opened, revealing the womanâs pale face.
He walked up to her anxiously, reaching out to touch her forehead, but Rosalie slapped his hand
away.
âDonât touch me.â
He had used those hands to touch Cynthia in the bathroom. Who knows where else he had
touched? Now those same hands were trying to touch her, making her feel disgusted!