Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 358

“I saw her. She was in a bad mood,” Rosalie said.

“I know she’s in a bad mood,” Wesley said darkly. “Do you know why?”

“I don’t.”

Rosalie realized that even when Sydney scolded Wesley and told him to scram, he never complained. He had probably gotten used to it.

He then asked, “Did you ask her about it?”

“I did, but she didn’t want to tell me.”

Wesley sighed. “It’s all my fault. If what happened in the past didn’t happen, she’d probably be a lot happier now.”

“Dad, sometimes, when the other party doesn’t want to be bothered, you shouldn’t bother her. That would make her much happier,” Rosalie said calmly, though her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

These men were bent on doing whatever they pleased, and hurt those who cared about them without regard for anyone. When they eventually realized their mistakes, they turned around and acted all affectionate and devoted.

How could a single word of apology make up for the terrible hurt they had caused?

Wesley fell silent. After a while, he hung up.

He probably caught the hint in Rosalie’s words.

Rosalie smiled bitterly.

She looked at her screen, and saw another incoming text from Theodore.

[Rose, are you up?]

Rosalie sat in her car, and stared at the words on her screen.

It was a simple greeting, asking her if she had woken up. It was very ordinary.

Yet, it was a text from Theodore.

Why was he texting her so eagerly? How could he continue chatting with her as if they were friends?

She suddenly felt annoyed.

It wasn’t because she was annoyed at Theodore himself. He had dashed all her hopes, but now, he kept trying to fan the flames of hope in her.

How could ashes burn up once more? More importantly, she didn’t want hope to be rekindled in her again. She would get the wrong idea once more.

Rosalie was driven by a sudden urge that came from nowhere to grab her phone and reject the call. She then blocked him on her phone. She did the same on her social media accounts, too.

She didn’t want to chat with him. Each time she saw his text, annoying thoughts would emerge in her mind.

Thoughts of him caring for her, and thinking of her.

No, they weren’t true.

He was just bored, had nothing to do, and wanted to find someone to talk to.

Well, she wasn’t his personal chatbot.