Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Wesley turned his head. “What’s the matter? You’re really something, always eyeing something else while not being satisfied with what you already have.”

Theodore was momentarily at a loss for words, but still unwilling to relinquish Rosalie’s hand.

Cynthia gritted her teeth, a hint of unwillingness flashing in her eyes as she put on another pitiful act.

“Uncle, it’s all my fault. I’m sorry, I-”

“Since you know it’s all your fault, then just kill yourself already,” Wesley ruthlessly interrupted her.

Rosalie was shocked. In fact, she hadn’t met her father–in–law many times, and was quite afraid of him. He rarely smiled, and Rebecca didn’t mention him much either. All she knew was that her father–in- law and his wife seemed to have a bad relationship. The couple lived separately, which made Rosalie think her father–in–law didn’t value marriage much.

A shocked Cynthia’s lips trembled. “I…”

“Dad, you’re going too far.” Theodore frowned, his voice icy. “It’s not. Cindy’s fault, it’s all my fault. Blame me if you want to blame

someone.”

“Fine, it’s your fault. Kill yourself, then.” Wesley’s sharp gaze turned to Theodore. “Go ahead. The window is open, isn’t it? Jump out and die to atone for your sins!”

Theodore seemed taken aback by his father’s words, his expression extremely unpleasant.

“Theo, don’t. Cynthia grabbed his arm, shaking her head desperately.

“Which one of you is going to die? Didn’t you both admit it was your fault? Then, die together,” Wesley said impatiently, showing no mercy. to his own son. Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

Rosalie looked at Wesley in astonishment. She hadn’t expected him. to be so harsh even when speaking to his son.

In reality, most parents would protect their children first. Even if they were to be unbiased and side with the other party in a conflict, they wouldn’t speak so harshly. By actually telling his own son to kill

himself, Wesley was drawing a clear line.

Amidst her shock, Rosalie felt a hint of satisfaction: Finally, there was someone who didn’t buy into Cynthia’s act.

The atmosphere became tense.

Rosalie, being pulled by both her handsome father–in–law and her husband at the same time, felt the scene was somewhat odd.

She gently freed herself from their grasp and said, “Dad, I’ll leave first.”

With that, Rosalie turned and walked out. Just as Theodore was about to call her back, Wesley stepped in to block him.

Theodore frowned. “Dad, what are you doing?”

“You should ask yourself what you’re doing. I’m not going to explain further. If you get it, you get it. If you don’t, my words won’t matter,” Wesley replied.

He turned to leave. As he reached the door, he suddenly turned back to Cynthia and added, “It wasn’t just my mother who didn’t want you to be part of the Spencer family. Do you think it was her decision alone? Even though she’s old, I’m still here. I have plenty of time to wait things out.”

Angry, Cynthia cried out, “What did I do wrong? Is it wrong to love someone? I just…”

Bang! The office door slammed shut.

Before Cynthia could finish her sentence, Wesley had already turned and left, not giving her a chance to argue. Even if Cynthia’s acting skills were excellent, no amount of acting would work when faced with someone who inherently disliked people who were fake.

“Theo, it’s all my fault. I’ve caused you and your father to have this fight. I’m sorry,” Cynthia choked out as she sobbed uncontrollably, struggling to catch her breath.