Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 933

In a daze, Theodore reached out. He lightly touched the air, as if he was touching her.

Gazing up at the sky, his eyes were weary yet tender, filled with endless longing and yearning.

"Rose…" With a soft thud, his hand fell to the ground. His eyes closed and he passed out.

"Mr. Spencer, Mr. Spencer?" A few people quickly lifted Theodore and carried him toward the vehicle.

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In the afternoon, the villa basked under the radiant sunlight.

The sky was as pure as a sapphire, with feathery white clouds drifting across the horizon. The lush green trees and colorful flowers surrounding the villa complemented each other, filling the air with a fragrant aroma.

However, within the villa, chaotic sounds echoed. The sharp clang of objects clashing and the sound of things crashing down could be heard, all conveying an atmosphere of agitation and unrest.

It was as if the interior and exterior of the villa were two entirely different worlds—one peaceful, the other tempestuous.

Inside a room, a child was crying. The servants were trying their best to soothe him, taking him far away to avoid him hearing the furious shouts from the living room. They had never seen Sebastian lose his temper like this.

When Rosalie was around, Sebastian was good-tempered; he was gentle every day and greeted everyone with a smile. But now that Rosalie was gone, he was like a raging lion. It was as if he had become a completely different person.

A faint scar remained on Sebastian's face, like the lingering clouds after a violent storm. In his eyes brewed a wild fury that was beyond control.

His brow was tightly furrowed, his lips were pressed together, and his face was dark, emitting an air of agitation.

That handsome face was now twisted with rage.