Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 473

“Theo, I don’t want to die! I want to be your wife and live on. I don’t want to be your wife just for a few days. Save me, won’t you? Please save me!” Cynthia pleaded.

She couldn’t care less about getting married to Theodore at this point. She was originally elated to hear gun promise to marry her, because she was certain she would have a new heart.

Yet now, he was suddenly telling her that the heart was no longer available.

In that case, what was the point of him marrying her? Even if he married her today, she might die tomorrow or the day after that!

She didn’t want to use her life to bet on just a short-lived moment of having her dream come true. She wanted to live on as Mrs. Spencer and be a loving couple with Theodore their entire lives.

“If I could give you my heart, I would,” Theodore said solemnly as he held Cynthia’s hand. “But Cindy, there are some things that we just can’t control.”

If his heart was a match with hers, he would gladly get into a car accident and donate his heart to Cynthia.

After all, his heart was already in a bloody mess. Just the mere thought of Rosalie made his heart almost stop pumping; the heart-wrenching pain ate away at him, making him utterly miserable.

He didn’t want to live anymore.

If he were the one lying on a hospital bed, would Rosalie be sad for him?

Jealousy and anger ate at Theodore. He couldn’t bear the thought of the woman who was once his, to cry her heart for another man.

And yet, he had it coming. What a huge irony it all was!

Tears streaked Cynthia’s face.

“I’ll take you to another hospital later. I promise you, it’ll be better, and you won’t suffer,” Theodore went on.

“Are you sending me to a hospice?” Cynthia asked in a trembling voice.

Patients sent to a hospice usually had no hope of being cured.

Theodore didn’t reply to Cynthia, but his silence said it all.

“No, I’m not going!” Cynthia shook her head profusely. “Theo, I’m not transferring to another hospital. I’m staying here!”

She couldn’t go to a hospice. Going to a hospice meant that Theodore had given up on her!

“Cindy, calm down. Staying here doesn’t do you any good.”