Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 414

Sydney pulled Rosalie into the car.

Rosalie was very silent as she sat in the shotgun seat. She even forgot to buckle her safety belt. Thankfully, Sydney enjoyed doing so for her and had done it before driving.

Sydney drove on for a few seconds in silence. She glanced at Rosalie a few times, worried. Finally, she couldn’t hold herself back and murmured, “I know I was wrong to bring you there. I didn’t expect Theo to…”

“Mom,” Rosalie cut her off. “This has nothing to do with you. You didn’t want this to happen, either. It’s alright, I’ve gotten used to it.”

The calmness on Rosalie’s face told Sydney that she had been hurt countless times.

Many times, people become numb not because they were born heartless, but because they had gone through so much. They knew they couldn’t change anything, and were helpless.

Sydney thought about it before concluding, “Don’t tell him about your pregnancy. I take back what I said before, because I suddenly feel like he doesn’t deserve to know.”

Rosalie’s heart throbbed with pain. “Mom, do you really think so?”

Sydney nodded. “He’s not fit to be a father. You’ll find a better man than him. Don’t worry about the child being fatherless.”

Rosalie chuckled weakly. “I’m fine with not finding another man. Things are fine the way they are now. I’ll take care of my own baby.”

More importantly, she didn’t want to get herself hurt again. She didn’t want her child to get hurt, too.

“That’s true,” Sydney said. “That depends entirely on what you want. Just don’t mistreat yourself. You’re still young and have all the time in the world. More importantly, you have something that many don’t.”

Rosalie nodded. “Yeah.”

She caressed her belly. “I have my baby. As long as he’s with me, I’m fearless.”

Sydney furrowed her brows. “I didn’t mean the baby. Who doesn’t have a baby? Even pigs have babies. It’s nothing to be proud of.”

“Don’t mention it. There’s nothing to thank me for. Go back home.”

Sydney was usually a serious person, but there were times when her tenderness shone through. Rosalie opened the door, and left the car. After seeing Sydney drive off, she turned around and walked toward her district.

As she walked on, she saw a figure pacing back and forth at the entrance of her district.

Rosalie felt joy in her heart when she saw the figure, and hastened her speed. “Seb!”

Sebastian heard her voice, and turned around with a smile.

Rosalie stood before him, all sorrow washed away. “You’re here! Why didn’t you head up?”

“You weren’t home yet, so I waited for you here,” Sebastian said.