Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 224

Chapter 224 

All things came to an end eventually. No matter how many problems there were before, no matter how many surprises, there weren’t signs that could change the outcome. 

Finally, she was no longer Mrs. Spencer or Theodore’s wife. 

Theodore would become Cynthia’s husband. 

Rosalie fell silent for a long time, unable to articulate her feelings. It was a difficult emotion to describe–a hollow emptiness. It wasn’t exactly painful, but it wasn’t painless either. 

It was like losing one’s soul. 

Perhaps this was pain such that it felt like losing one’s soul, to the point the agony disappeared altogether. 

Theodore reached out to her. “Can you give me your marriage 

certificate?” 

Rosalie snapped out of her daze. “What?” 

“The marriage certificate is already void now, and we’ll just throw it away anyway. Give it to me. I’ll show it to Cindy.” 

Rosalie scoffed. “You really care about her feelings.” 

The marriage certificate had been stamped as void, so it was useless now. They each had one, but he was still considering Cynthia’s feelings. He was sure she had to see that Rosalie’s divorce certificate had also been stamped as void. 

There was really no need for this, but he was willing to do such pointless and unnecessary things for Cynthia. 

That was what true love is, wasn’t it? 

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Theodore had never done anything unnecessary for Rosalie. 

“Is it okay?” Theodore asked again. 

When he repeated something, it meant he really wanted it. 

Rosalie’s gaze was vacant as she stared at the certificate in her hand. It was now void, and there was a divorce certificate behind it now. 

She wouldn’t give him the divorce certificate, but the void marriage certificate didn’t matter anymore. She would consider it her final gift to Theodore–a token of gratitude for the dreams he had given her over the past year, and a way to let go of all the pain he had caused her afterward. 

Rosalie handed him the void certificate. “Take it.” 

Theodore stared at the certificate before him, then took it after a few 

seconds. He stacked Rosalie’s certificate with his own, tucking them, 

into his chest. 

From that moment on, it seemed they truly had no connection 

anymore. A breeze swept by, carrying a sense of desolation. Rosalie suddenly felt hollow, as if she had plunged into a bone–chilling winter. 

They looked at each other in silence, unsure of what to say. 

“I’ll take you home.” 

“I’ll leave now.” 

They spoke simultaneously. 

Rosalie forced a smile. “No need. I’ll find a place. As soon as I do, I’ll 

move out.” 

“You don’t have to move,” Theodore said. “The house has been transferred to your name. It’s yours. I’ll move out.”