Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 369

Chapter 369 

Then tension in the air was thick. Rosalie was caught in the middle, undoubtedly the most tormented person there. 

“That’s enough, both of you! Let go! I’m begging you!” 

Now, not only was she angry, but she also felt embarrassed. She really didn’t want to be a laughingstock. She was already ridiculous enough! 

Seeing Rosalie frown and her eyes reddening, Sebastian gave in. He was the first to let go of her wrist. Looking guilty, he apologized, “I’m sorry, Rose.” 

Rosalie thought they were both going to let go of her unexpectedly, as soon as Sebastian released her, Theodore seized the opportunity and pulled her into his arms with one hand. His other hand gripped her back firmly, and he pressed her forcefully against his chest. 

Rosalie’s forehead bumped against his shoulder, causing her to feel dizzy. She was pregnant, and her body was fragile, so the intense movement made her unwell. 

Anxiously, she raised her head. She saw deep–rooted suspicion on his dark face. She was in deep panic. “Theodore, let her go!” Sebastian rushed forward to try to snatch Rosalie away, but Yuvan quickly stepped in and stopped Sebastian, 

“Mr. Spencer and Miss Young are family, and have something to discuss. You don’t need to worry.” 

Sebastian retorted angrily, “Theodore, how shameless can you be? Rose has already divorced you! What right do you have to keep pestering her?” 

“Even if she’s divorced, she’s still a Spencer!” Theodore declared sternly. “I’ve known her for ten years. Who do you think you are?” 

“Theodore, shut up!” Rosalie pushed him away fiercely. Don’t cause a scene here!” 

“Me, cause a scene?” Theodore sneered. “How can 17 just happened to come here for a meal, bumped into my ex–wife, and found out you’re hiding something from me. Can’t I even ask?” 

“Is that so?” Sebastian remarked sarcastically. “You coincidentally came here alone for a meal?” 

“Who said I came alone?” Theodore lifted his chin. “Aren’t I here with Yuvan?” 

Yuvan stood straight, smiling perfunctorily. “That’s right.” 

“You’re having a meal with your assistant?” Sebastian obviously didn’t believe it. “Theodore, who are you! fooling? I’m sure you’re tracking Rosalie, you stalker!” 

“Yuvan,” Theodore said coldly. 

Yuvan turned to him. “Mr. Theodore, do you have any orders?” 

“You studied law. Tell him which law states that a boss cannot have a meal with his assistant at a restaurant, or be accused of stalking someone else!” Theodore raised his voice, his arrogance and disdain contrasting greatly with his usual composure. 

Yuvan replied respectfully, “Mr. Theodore, there’s no such law in our country. It’s defamation to accuse you of stalking.” 

“Oh, is that so?” Theodore raised an eyebrow, and looked at Sebastian mockingly. “So you’re an ignoramus. Do you need me to educate you on what defamation is?”