Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Theodore stared blankly at her, silent for a long time.

Rosalie said nothing further, and turned to leave. As she left, Theodore didn't stop her.

She realized it was meaningless letting things go on like this. They were divorced, and he was due to marry Cynthia.

Yet, Theodore didn't call Cynthia even after Rosalie left. Instead, he sat on the bed in a daze.

He hugged the pillow Rosalie slept on last night, and buried his head in it to take in the remnants of her fragrance.

Meanwhile, Rosalie drove back to her apartment.

Until now, Sebastian had yet to reply to her text. It had been over two hours since she texted him.

Rosalie wasn't a superstitious person, but with the world being so huge and filled with strange happenings, she had to be cautious with things.

That dream felt so real, and it made her anxious the more she thought about it. She decided to give Sebastian a call.

However, her call went unanswered. All she received was the automated response.

"The number you've dialed is unavailable. Please try again later."

Her call went through, but he didn't answer it-neither did he reject her call.

Rosalie started to panic. Did something really happen to him?

She pondered for a moment before calling Yvonne. When she went through her call records, she realized that someone had called her.

The call came in at six in the morning, and records showed that the call lasted two minutes.

Did Theodore answer the call without telling her about it?

Rosalie called the number back. After over ten seconds, someone picked up the call.

"Hello," Rosalie said. "Did you call me today?"

"Rose, it's me, Yvonne."

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"I called you this morning," Yvonne said, "but it was your husband who answered it. He didn't sound happy."

Rosalie's face stiffened. Theodore had really picked up her phone without telling her about it.

"Maybe he answered my call while I was asleep this morning. Did he say anything?"

Yvonne pondered for a moment before saying, “He didn't say much, but the few sentences he said sufficed."

"Few sentences?" Rosalie repeated, uneasy. "What did he say?"

“Um, he said..... Forget it. It's not important what he said. It's all over."

"Yvonne, no matter what he said, please don't take it to heart. He has a foul temper, so please don't stoop to his level. He's often unreasonable, too."

Yvonne chuckled. "It's fine. I called you today to ask you out for a meal. Let's meet at a restaurant."

"This afternoon?" Rosalie thought about it, then said, “Sure, but I have something to ask you first.”

"What is it?"

"I tried contacting your brother this morning and texted him, but he didn't answer me. I waited for a long time, and I even called him, but he didn't pick up. Do you know where he is right now?"

"Is that so? My brother didn't answer your call? Are you sure the call went through?"

"I'm sure it did, but he didn't answer.

He didn't reject it, either. He didn't reply to my text, so I'm a little worried. That's why I'm calling you to ask. Do you know where he is right now?"

That nightmare continued replaying in Rosalie's mind, making her uneasy. It felt so real; so much that the fear was still lingering in her heart.