Chasing My Pregnant Wife



Rosalie thought for a moment before finally looking up at Theodore.

"But at that time, you really did want Sebastian to die. You wanted me to donate Sebastian's heart to Cynthia."

A smug smile appeared on Sebastian's face, and he let out a sigh of relief. It seemed like Rosalie believed him.

'Theodore, you're just a jerk,' Sebastian thought. 'What do you have to beat me? First, it was Cynthia, and now, it's Aurora. I could pick anything you've done in the past, and you wouldn't be able to defend yourself. Meanwhile, I have a perfect image in Rosalie's heart. How can you compare to me?'

Rosalie's words pierced Theodore's heart deeply. "Rose, that was in the past. It's been so long, and that matter is completely different from this one."

"But at that time, you really did do that," Rosalie said. "Back then, you did want Sebastian to die. You can't deny that.

"I..."

Theodore truly couldn't deny it. At that time, he hated Sebastian to the core. Plus, Cynthia needed a heart transplant and was on the verge of dying, so he thought it was a good opportunity to give Cynthia Sebastian's heart.

That way, Cynthia could survive, and Sebastian could die. He admitted that he had such selfish thoughts.

Everyone had an evil side. If one delved into everything, no one would be spared.

"Rose, we're talking about two different things. Even if that's what I thought back then, it was only because Cynthia was about to die. I didn't kill him, nor did I harm him. I just said that out of basic common sense."

"Common sense," Rosalie repeated.

When Rosalie heard those words, she couldn't stand it.

Theodore, for you, is it common sense to ask me to give up on Sebastian's treatment? If you think that way, there's no point in arguing anymore. Maybe it's because you're guilty. You saw Sebastian come to you and it reminded you of the past, so you thought Sebastian wanted to kill you!"

Theodore took several steps back, as if he had been drained of all energy and his heart had been hollowed out.

Although he had become used to Rosalie's hurtful words and misunderstandings, it still felt painful and hopeless every time.

That kind of hopelessness did not make him want to cry, laugh, or even scream.

Instead, he became a shell, his body drained of blood and warmth. It was cold and empty.

Finally, he smiled bitterly. "Rose, what do you want me to do?"

Theodore, heartbroken, turned and walked away.

Rosalie stood there, staring blankly at his back, suddenly feeling a wave of guilt. Had she really misunderstood him? But if she misunderstood Theodore, then it meant Sebastian was lying.

Rosalie couldn't fully trust Theodore. She couldn't stop thinking of the lies he told her and the hurt he caused her.

He had lied to her about a business trip. In reality, he had gone to be with Cynthia.

He had handed her the divorce papers, all for Cynthia.

He had wanted her to give up on Sebastian, also for Cynthia.

How could she trust Theodore in this situation? If she believed him and forgave him, then what about Aurora?

He was with Aurora now. She would still have to let him go. They already had children.

What was left between her and Theodore? Only laughable memories, and those memories were slowly being eroded by reality.