Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 506

Theodore kept harping on things between her and Sebastian, and Rosalie was getting annoyed by it. They were clearly divorced. She was free to do anything she pleased.

Despite that, she had to tolerate Theodore’s judgment of her and Sebastian, as if whatever they did was immoral and indecent.

They were both single, so what if they grew close? Even if they really slept together, who had the right to comment? Why was Theodore allowed to be entangled with Cynthia while he was married, while she had to be blamed for getting close to Sebastian after her divorce?

Why were men tolerated for whatever they did, while women had to be blamed?

If she forgave the man who hurt her, she would be called cheap.

If she got close with another man, others would call her frivolous. She would be attacked no matter what she did!

Everyone was biased and had double standards, and unable to be objective and fair.

Theodore remained silent for a long while. He didn’t know what to say.

Rosalie was thoroughly exhausted. “I really don’t want to argue and fight with you anymore. It’s too frustrating. Quiet harassing me, I’m begging you!”

Theodore was becoming too heavy a burden for Rosalie now.

When she wanted him, he kept looking for Cynthia, no matter how much she tried to make him stay. Yet now, when she no longer wanted him, he kept clinging to her.

Life was funny like this—you don’t get what you wanted no matter how hard you tried, and then you get so many coming along when you didn’t want it.

It was exhausting.

Theodore said he loved her and she believed him, but she was even more convinced that his love for her was weaker than his love for himself.

True love would drive one to let go and not insist on giving the other party something she doesn’t want. True love wasn’t forcing things upon the other party, and feeling all noble about it while blaming the other party for her lack of response.

That wasn’t love. That was possessiveness!

Theodore was at a loss as to what to do. He wanted to approach her and give her a hug, but he knew it would only hurt her even more, so he didn’t dare to do it. He could only take a few steps back and open the door of the ward.

“Go and do what you need to do. I won’t bother you anymore.”