Chasing My Pregnant Wife

“So what if we’re getting divorced? Didn’t you say you see me as a

brother?” Theodore said.

“Since I see you as a brother, we shouldn’t be this intimate. It’s inappropriate,” Rosalie countered.

Suddenly, an elderly voice rang out, “What’s going on? Who’s being inappropriate?”

They turned to see Rebecca leaning on her cane, being assisted by the butler as she approached. @

“Look at you two. You’re not even inside the house yet and are already. hugging so tightly. That’s really inappropriate,” Rebecca remarked.

In fact, she was actually delighted to see her grandson and granddaughter–in–law being so affectionate. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Rosalie immediately broke free from Theodore’s embrace and went to Rebecca’s side.

“Grandma, why are you out so late?” she asked, holding the older woman’s arm. ”

Judging from Rebecca’s behavior, it seemed she hadn’t heard Rosalie and Theodore talking about their divorce earlier. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be so calm.

“I was bored, so I came to see if Theo really took you out for your birthday,” Rebecca said.

She had been a bit skeptical about her grandson, so she came to check herself.

“Oh, you two were supposed to be out, weren’t you? back?

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Rebecca asked, puzzled

“We had enough fun outside and decided to come back home. Home is always better than anywhere else, Rosalie replied, quickly

providing a reasonable excuse.

“That’s true,” Rebecca said as she patted Rosalie’s hand. “Nowhere’s

better than home. No matter what happens, always remember to

come home.”

Rebecca motioned for Theodore to come closer. When he did, she frowned. “How much have you had to drink?”

“Grandma, it’s my birthday today, so I let him have a few extra drinks. It’s all my fault,” Rosalie interjected.

“Oh, child. Why do you always take the blame for everything? I’m sure he’s the one who couldn’t hold back from drinking.”

Rebecca’s cold gaze shifted to Theodore, but he remained silent, his gaze fixed on Rosalie. Noticing her grandson’s subtle glance at her granddaughter–in–law, a smile played at the corners of the old woman’s mouth.

She took Theodore’s hand and placed it on the back of Rosalie’s hand. “Theo and Rose, seeing you two being so affectionate makes me feel relieved. As long as you two are together, this is home. Without either of you, it’s not home. Do you understand?”

Rosalie’s nose tingled as she fought back tears and nodded vigorously. “Yes, Grandma, I understand.”

“Alright then, I won’t disturb you two anymore. I’ll head back now. Enjoy your time together. By the way, I got you a gift. It’s in your room.

Go take a look when you get a chance,” Rebecca said, feeling

reassured after seeing them getting along.

Rebecca had been feeling uneasy these past few days, as if

something was about to happen to Theodore and Rebecca, so she was keeping a close eye on them.

“Grandma, why don’t you stay here tonight?” Rosalie suggested.

“No need. My place is not far anyway. The driver is waiting. I’ll head off first. You two take care of yourselves,” Rebecca said, patting their hands before leaving with the butler’s support.

The two of them watched Rebecca’s car until it disappeared from sight.

Rosalie was about to leave when she noticed Theodore struggling to stand steadily, so she went to support him. Theodore instinctively wrapped his arm around her waist and leaned weakly against her.

Once in the room, Rosalie helped Theodore sit on the edge of the bed, then went into the bathroom.

After a while, she emerged and said, “I’ve prepared a bath for you. Wash up and get some rest.”

Theodore looked up and stared at her but remained silent for a while.

Rosalie approached him and said, “You should go take a bath first. I’ll go to the kitchen and make you some soup. It’ll help you feel better since you drank so much.”

Even though they were getting a divorce, Rosalie couldn’t bring herself to stop caring for him. As she was about to leave, Theodore suddenly grabbed her arm.