Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 151

Chapter 151 

Theodore’s gaze fell in Sebastian and Rosalie’s direction. The moment he saw them, he turned away toward Cynthia across the table, and began chatting and laughing with her. 

Rosalie felt like Theodore was doing it on purpose. 

Why, of all the restaurants, did he have to go to this one? After what happened today, she couldn’t even find peace in having dinner. 

Rosalie picked up the glass on the table angrily, and took a gulp of juice. She drank too fast, and accidentally spilled some on herself. The red liquid stained a small part of her white shirt. 

Sebastian quickly pulled out a tissue for her. She took it, and wiped the liquid off herself. 

“Sorry, I need to go to the restroom. Let’s leave after I come out. I don’t want to stay here anymore.” 

“Okay.” Sebastian nodded. 

Rosalie took a few more bites, nearly finishing the food on her plate. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, then got up to head towards the 

restroom. 

Rosalie splashed some water on her face. She wasn’t wearing 

makeup, and didn’t care much. After washing her face, she felt a lot more awake. 

She looked at herself in the mirror, and told herself “D 

being sad over Theodore Cat 

Just then, the restroom door opened, and a woman stood beside Rosalie. She took powder out of her bag to touch up her makeup. 

Rosalie wiped the water off her face, not bothering to look up. She was about to leave, when the woman beside her suddenly stopped 

her. 

“Wait a minute.” 

Hearing the voice, Rosalie turned her head and saw Cynthia. She frowned, but ignored the latter and intended to keep walking. 

However, Cynthia blocked the doorway. 

“Where are you rushing off to? I’m not going to eat you.” 

Rosalie gave a cold smile. “You’re a delicate sort, Ms. Zeller. What if you accidentally fall and blame it on me?” 

Cynthia retorted, “Look at how suspicious you are! You really think everyone’s out to get you, huh?” 

Rosalie smiled faintly. “Please move aside. I have nothing to say to 

you.” 

“Rose, I just wanted to ask you about the resident register,” Cynthia asked with a big, fake smile. 

“Oh, the resident register,” Rosalie replied calmly. “I’ve sent it back to Grandma. I’m sorry, but Theo and I can’t get it for now.” 

Though Rosalie really wanted a divorce, she couldn’t let Cynthia feel smug. 

Sure enough, Cynthia’s face darkened a bit. “Is it fun for you to drag this out? I think you’re doing it on purpose.” 

“Me, on purpose?” Rosalie chuckled, “Ms. Zeller, please ask Theodore if I wasn’t planning to divorce him this afternoon. I was waiting for