Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 63

Chapter 63 

Theodore didn’t want to believe that Cynthia was capable of such things. He had even blamed Rosalie for what happened with the bracelet, but her demeanor at the time didn’t seem like she was lying either. 

“That bracelet… Well… I told her it was very beautiful and perfect for her. Theo, don’t you remember? After you bought that bracelet, I accidentally saw it and thought it was for me. 

“But then, you told me it was for Rosalie. I just praised how beautiful it was and said it was a perfect gift for her. Did she misunderstand? It’s my fault for not explaining properly. Should I go talk to her and clear things up?” 

Cynthia looked anxious and ashamed. 

It wouldn’t make a difference even if Theodore confronted the two women. There was no evidence only Cynthia and Rosalie knew what happened in the office. Cynthia could spin the story however she liked. 

Theodore pondered momentarily before finally coldly saying, “Next time, don’t bring up such matters. It’s better not to say anything if you’re just going to leave things half–said and make people misunderstand.” 

“I… Theo, you misunderstood. I really didn’t mean it that way. Maybe I misspoke, but I didn’t intend to do that. I can explain it to her,” said Cynthia, panicking. 

“No need. I just hope this doesn’t happen again.” 

Theodore was utterly exhausted. 

“Your fever’s gone, so I’ll leave.” 

As Theodore turned to leave, Cynthia grabbed his hand. “Theo, are you mad at me? I apologize for saying too much, but that’s not what I meant. Please, believe me, I’m begging you!” 

Theodore turned his head and calmly replied, “I hope so. Get some rest, okay?” 

Cynthia understood that she shouldn’t say anything more. The more she said, the worse it would get. 

She obediently let go of his hand. “Then, you should go home and get some rest. Thanks for keeping me company today.” 

Sitting in his car, Theodore gently massaged his temples, attempting to clear his mind. He took his phone out of his pocket, only to find it dead. Plugging it into the car’s charger port, he waited for his phone. to boot up, but ended up setting it aside and driving away before it fully powered up. 

While driving, Theodore’s vision blurred as the neon lights outside. seemed to cause Rosalie’s face to flash continuously in his mind. He couldn’t tell if she was happy or in pain. 

She only saw him as a brother. Her pain probably stemmed from her reliance on him, like a little sister’s dependence on her big brother. Now that he, that supposed big brother, was leaving, she might feel. some reluctance. But overall, she should be happy, right? 

Suddenly, his phone rang. 

Theodore answered, “Hello?” 

It was Yuvan on the other end. 

“Mr. Spencer, I’ve been trying to reach you. Your phone was off, I couldn’t get through.” 

Yuvan had been worried, thinking something might have happened to Theodore. 

“My phone ran out of battery. What’s the matter?” Theodore 

responded coldly.