Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160 

When Theodore woke up, he found Rosalie sitting by his bedside. For a moment, he thought he was dreaming. However, the intense 

discomfort in his body reminded him that this was reality. 

“You’re awake. How do you feel?” Rosalie tried to restrain how concerned she felt. 

“Why are you here?” Theodore’s voice was hoarse, and his lips were cracked. 

“Is it weird for me to be here? Unless you’ve told everyone not to let anyone know you’re here, like last time at the resort.” 

Theodore frowned. 

“Are you here to divorce me?” 

Rosalie glanced at the time on her phone. “It’s too late to divorce today. Even if we go there, we won’t get to our turn in the queue. After all, more and more people are getting divorced these days.” 

How many marriages these days were happy? 

Theodore felt uncomfortable lying down for so long. He wanted to sit up for a while, but Rosalie pressed down on his shoulder. “Don’t move. 

She pressed a button, and the head of the bed raised up. Soon, Theodore was sitting up without needing to move. 

“Is this better?” Rosalie’s expression was cold, but she was still helping him. 

Theodore nodded. 

Rosalie picked up a cup and went to the water dispenser. She poured 

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a glass of warm water for him. “Have some water.” 

Theodore took the cup, and dranil the water in one go. His dry lips 

felt much better. 

“Do you want more?” Rosalie asked. 

Theodore shook his head. “No thanks.” 

Rosalie took the cup back and placed it aside, then sat on the chair beside the bed. 

“Are you still angry at me?” he asked. 

“Angry?” Rosalie smiled faintly. “If you’re referring to you and Cynthia, 

I really don’t have that much spare time to waste my emotions on 

such matters.” 

She had been angry, furious, and in pain. She had cried a lot. She really didn’t want to go on like this. Even though she couldn’t control the pain inside, she could at least not show it. 

Theodore stayed silent for a while before finally speaking. 

“You have a stomach condition. Why have you never told me?” 

Rosalie asked. 

“There was nothing to say. You can’t cure me anyway,” Theodore replied. 

“Is that so?” Rosalie smirked. “That’s a good point. Since I can’t cure you, you just don’t tell me.” 

Her tone was sarcastic. Even though they had only been married for a year, they had known each other for ten years. Yet, she wasn’t deemed worthy enough to know about his stomach condition. 

“You avoid spicy food because of your stomach, right?”