Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255 

“It’s my fault. I’m the most useless one. If I hadn’t married into the Spencer family, none of this would have happened. I’m the one who’s a burden!” 

Then, Sydney turned and ran. 

“Sydney!” Wesley was about to chase after her, but then turned back.” He pointed angrily at Theodore. “Look at what you’ve done! Your mother came all this way to see you out of kindness, and you have the nerve to say she doesn’t care about you! 

“If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t have come all this way! I admit I’m at fault, but since I’ve already walked down the wrong path, your 

shouldn’t have followed what I did. But now, you’ve gone and done it again. Luckily, Rose doesn’t have any children, or they’d end up like you–a curse!” 

There was not just anger in Wesley’s eyes but also sadness–more so, a sense of resignation. After speaking, he turned to chase after Sydney. 

“Sydney, wait!” Wesley caught up, grabbing her hand and pulling her back. “Don’t run away!” 

“Let go of me!” Sydney tried to break free with all her strength, but Wesley seemed to have anticipated this, holding onto her arm tightly. 

Sydney struggled desperately, but Wesley simply pulled her into his embrace. “I won’t let go!” 

“You bastard, let me go! Let go!” 

Wesley held her firmly. “You can hit me, curse me, do whatever you want, but you can’t drive back alone like this. I’ll drive you.” 

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“I don’t want you to drive me! I don’t need your fake kindness!” Sydney lifted her head, glaring at him with anger. “Don’t think I’ll forgive your just because of this!” 

“I’m not asking for your forgiveness, but no matter what, I’m driving you home today!” 

Sydney was too worked up now, so he couldn’t let her drive back alone. Wesley was usually very accommodating to Sydney, even as humble as dirt. 

However, this time, his attitude was unusually resolute. Despite 

Sydney’s struggles, he lifted her up into his arms and walked towards the car. 

Sydney pounded on his chest a few times in his embrace, but eventually, she ran out of strength and quietly lay in his arms. 

In the living room, Theodore and Rosalie were still standing there. Rosalie stared at Theodore’s tall figure silently. 

Suddenly, the towering figure before her seemed to sway, and he fell to the ground heavily. 

“Theo!” Rosalie rushed forward, squatting down to help him up. 

However, she was petite and didn’t have much strength. Her hands. pressed against the ground, and large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead. 

“Theo, please get up quickly. Let me help you back to bed to rest.” 

Theodore sat up straight. He took a deep breath, turned his head, and stared silently at Rosalie. After a while, he asked hoarsely, “Am I a bastard?” 

Rosalie stared at him blankly, then said, “Thank you for standing up