Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1224

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?"

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.