Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 321

Sydney couldn’t explain why, either. She simply felt that Theodore liked Rosalie very much. Yet, his actions and decisions were so confusing.

She also didn’t want to give Rosalie empty hope. If she were mistaken, it would only lead to disappointments for Rosalie.

They were already divorced, anyway. It no longer mattered what Theodore really felt.

“Yes, I have no idea what’s blinding him. I can’t figure out what’s so good about Cynthia Zeller. At least the woman Wesley fell in love with back then was a true talent.”

Rosalie smiled. “Maybe Theo just found his soulmate. No matter who she is, she’s bound to make him fall in love with her.”

Love sometimes didn’t make sense. Yet, sometimes it was all that mattered—even if others find it illogical and foolish.

“What about you? Do you like Theo?” Sydney asked.

Rosalie’s heart raced.

Sydney stared at her. “What’s the matter?”

“Mom, we’re already divorced. None of this matters anymore.” Rosalie’s voice was hoarse, as if a blade was stuck in her throat and hurt her badly. “Let’s eat. The food’s getting cold.”

Sydney didn’t pursue the matter further, and simply nodded. “Okay.”

They finished dinner in silence.

After they were done, Rosalie returned to the study in less than an hour to continue pouring through the documents. Sydney reminded her not to stay up too late, and to rest early.

Rosalie promised her profusely, but when the clock was about to strike eleven, Sydney realized that her home office was still brightly lit.

Sydney saw how serious Rosalie looked, and didn’t interrupt her. She stepped out of the study, thinking that Rosalie might go to bed once she felt tired.

Sydney returned to her room, about to drift off to sleep when her phone buzzed with an incoming text. It was Theodore.

His text read, ‘Why was Rose with you today?’

He found it strange that Rose went looking for his mother, given their sparse interactions with each other.

Sydney suddenly felt nervous, having received a text from her son. It was rare of him to text her, and it was about his wife.

She smiled helplessly as she replied, ‘She came to visit me.’

Theodore texted back, ‘Why did she visit you? Are you sick?’