Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 889

What made things worse was that when Rosalie heard what he said, she actually felt a small morsel of joy knowing that Theodore came looking for her.

Did that mean he still loved her? Did he get Aurora to come put on an act for her?

But it was all too late. That joy was overwhelmed by harsh reality. It was impossible for her and Theodore. The only thing she could do was to attack him with cruel words and dash his hopes.

"Theodore Spencer, don't hurt Seb. You don't feel good about what happened, is that it? Yes, I chose Seb before. You can hate me or do whatever you want to me, but can you please don't hurt him? This has nothing to do with him! Seb himself was a victim. It was harrowing for him too. Blame me if you must, hit me instead if it makes you feel better, but can you please don't lay a finger on him?"

Theodore clenched his fists, his heart breaking into a million pieces. Rosalie was always defending Sebastian, sometimes to an unreasonable degree.

Theodore saw the smirk on Sebastian's face—a smug smile belonging to a victor. He was carrying a baby, looking like he was provoking Theodore to a challenge.

Theodore knew he had lost thoroughly, with nothing left to his name.

"Rosalie Young," he said hoarsely. "I was the first to enter the washroom. Sebastian only came after. Haven't you wondered why he came? Or why we ended up fighting? You always think it's my fault. Why don't you consider the possibility that he was the one who started it first?"

"What did he say to you?" Rosalie asked.

"Would you believe me if I told you? You always only believe him. Even with clear evidence, you always choose to forgive him. You unconditionally condone him with no bottom line whatsoever!"

"I did not!" Rosalie instinctively refuted his claim.

"You did," Theodore said emphatically.