Chasing My Pregnant Wife



At their last encounter, every word Rosalie said to Theodore was piercing. Now that she was calm after not seeing him for a while, she realized Theodore's state seemed to be deteriorating.

She bore a grudge against him, but seeing him like this instinctively made her sentimental about their past.

Theodore heard Rosalie's words and looked at her, stunned. After a long silence, he murmured, "Live for myself?"novelbin

He suddenly chuckled.

"I am living for myself. I'm doing well, don't worry."

He spoke with a tinge of panic, betraying his true mental state.

He looked as though he was trying to hide something, and Rosalie knew that she wouldn't be able to pry it from his lips. She nodded instead.

"I certainly hope so."

"Rose, you and Justin..."

Theodore paused for a moment, his breathing suddenly erratic as he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.

"Theo," Rosalie said, "my life is my own and your life is yours. It's good enough that we lead our own lives peacefully. Don't bother yourself with my life."

Theodore looked at her in silence. What Rosalie also meant by her words was that she no longer cared about his life.

Just then, someone entered Theodore's office.

It was Wesley with a folder in his hand. He made a beeline for the couch and placed the folder on it.

"What did you call me here so urgently for?" Rosalie asked.

Wesley pushed the folder toward her. "Open it and take a look."

Theodore and Rosalie exchanged glances. Theodore picked up the folder, opened it, and read the contents. His brows furrowed in a look of surprise.

"This is..."

"This is Mom's will, detailing how her assets will be distributed. Mom had this will prepared a long time ago. She divided her assets equally four-way; for you, Rose, me, and Sydney," Wesley said.

It was detailed clearly in the document. Rebecca was a rich woman and her assets included company shares, properties, cars, land, and more.

Rebecca had divided her assets very clearly. She had her will made three years ago.

Rosalie couldn't help shedding tears upon seeing the will.

Theodore handed her a napkin, which she took. "Thank you."

"Dad, why isn't Mom here?" Theodore asked.

Wesley sighed. "I called her, but she said she didn't want any of this and that she leave it to us. Perhaps she doesn't want to see me, so much that she's willing to forgo he inheritance."

Wesley looked despondent.

Theodore could sympathize. He turned to glance at the woman sitting next to him. At the very least, Rosalie was willing to come and he still could see her.

Rosalie put the document on the table. "I don't want the inheritance, either. You two can do as you deem fit with it."

The Spencers had raised her over the years and given her so much. When Theodore divorced her, he gave her 5% of the company's shares. She lacked nothing right now.

Theodore frowned. "No way, Rose! Grandma left you a portion of her assets, you should accept it."

"The Spencers have given me

enough. Theo, the 5% of the

company's shares you gave me are enough for me to live comfortably. I don't need this inheritance," Rosalie

said.

She hadn't done anything for the family over the years, and she would feel bad if she were to take too much from them. Rosalie stood up.

"If there's nothing else, I'll get going."