Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 459

Why did Sebastian have an accident right when Cynthia needed a heart transplant? And it just so happened that Sebastian's heart was a match for her. Could it be that all of this was Theodore's plan?

Most people would have undergone medical checkups, and their data was stored in the system. Did Theodore use his connections to conduct a thorough search for a matching donor to save Cynthia, eventually discovering that Sebastian was suitable?

But since Sebastian was still alive, he couldn't become a donor. In order to save Cynthia, did Theodore resort to something as terrifying as this?

Theodore might be a scumbag, but he wasn't completely evil. Rosalie didn't want to believe he could be so wicked—but now, the facts made her consider this possibility.

All of this was too much of a coincidence. One coincidence might be believable, but multiple coincidences together could be a carefully planned scheme.

Even a good person might do something cruel when their interests were at stake. Everyone had a dark side, and Cynthia was Theodore's best excuse to commit malice.

Seeing the suspicion in Rosalie's eyes, Theodore was shaken. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

At that moment, a cute voice called out for her. "Miss."

Yerick ran over, carrying a backpack.

"Miss, what a coincidence! Why are you here too? What happened?"

Rosalie turned, and saw Yerick standing in front of her. "Yerry, what are you doing here?"

"I've been having trouble sleeping, so I came to the hospital to get some medicine. Miss, what happened? Why are you crying so hard?"

Yerick glanced at Theodore, and seemed to understand something.

"Is he hurting you again? Didn't you find a better husband? Where is he?" he said.

"He..." Rosalie glanced at the ward, her eyes filled with tears.

Seeing Theodore's menacing expression, Yerick trembled and hid behind Rosalie. "Miss, he's so scary. It's good you divorced him. He must have hit you often."

Yerick's words, whether out of anger or on purpose, were spoken through gritted teeth.

Theodore was infuriated. "Where did you come from?! What right do you have to comment on our marriage?"

He accepted being called a scumbag, but he couldn't tolerate being accused of hitting Rosalie. That was slander!

"He's my friend. Why did you push him?" Rosalie flared up.

Yerick, seemingly very frightened, grabbed her arm and clung to her. His head was lowered like a scared puppy, and he looked pitiful. Even though he was much taller than her, he looked like a fragile younger brother beside her, his eyes filled with fear.

In this situation, Rosalie didn't shake off his hand but instead stood closer to him, like a sister protecting her brother.