Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 13

Chapter 13 

“You’re hurt,” said Theodore, staring at his wife’s wrist. 

The abrasion on her wrist was shallow, but it seemed deeply etched in his eyes. 

“I’m fine. I’ll put on a Band–Aid later. You go ahead and take a shower.” 

“Let’s shower together.” 

Theodore looked up and calmly gazed at her. He said those words as naturally as he had brought up getting a divorce. 

Throughout their marriage, the couple often showered together, and sometimes, they couldn’t resist… 

Staring into Theodore’s dark eyes, Rosalie felt flustered and confused, but she still forcefully pulled her hand away. 

“It’s fine. You go ahead and shower.” 

Since they had chosen to get divorced, there was no point in being tender to each other now. 

Theodore’s hand was suddenly empty. When he returned to his senses, Rosalie had already left the room. 

When Rosalie walked into the room carrying a bowl of soup, she found that Theodore hadn’t come out of the bathroom yet. 

Concerned, she went to the bathroom to check on him, only to find an amusing yet exasperating scene before her. 

Theodore was actually asleep in the bathtub. His clothes were strewn on the floor, and his phone was discarded to the side. Picking them up, Rosalie put the clothes in the laundry hamp 

+25 BONUS 

the bathtub and gently nudging her husband’s shoulder. 

“Theo.” 

Theodore furrowed his brow, seemingly disturbed from his slumber. Behaving like a grumpy child, he ignored her, pushing her hand away and turning around. 

But he had seemingly forgotten that he was in a bathtub, not a bed. When he turned, he plopped right into it. 

Splash! 

Water splashed everywhere, soaking Rosalie’s clothes. She wiped the water off her face and quickly reached out to pull Theodore out of the bathtub, afraid the drunken fool would drown. 

“Theo, wake up!” 

Despite everything that had happened, he still hadn’t sobered up! If she had come in five minutes later, would he have drowned? 

Though they had only been married for a year, she had known him for ten years. She had never seen the high and mighty, handsome CEO in such a sorry state. 

Rosalie exerted all her strength to pull Theodore ‘out of the bathtub. Half dazed, he stumbled out of the bathroom with her help. After she dried the water off his body and blow–dried his hair, she sat next to him on the bed to feed him the soup. Just as he took a sip, he spat it out like a naughty baby. 

Frowning, Rosalie quickly grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth. “Why did you spit it out?” 

Theodore had his eyes closed as he muttered, “Tastes bad.” 

“You…” Rosalie couldn’t help but laugh at him, asking, “But alcohol tastes good?” 

+26 BONUS 

“Hmm.” 

Rosalie fell silent. If anyone else saw Theodore being so childish, his reputation as a dignified CEO would probably be ruined.