All Chapters of Chasing My Pregnant Wife: Chapter 441 - Chapter 450

“I’m not lying. You’ve seen it for yourself. This is why I’m telling you that it’s too late! I’m already married to Sebastian!” Rosalie cried.Even though her marriage to him was a sham, she wasn’t going to immediately divorce Sebastian just because Theodore asked to remarry her. How could she marry Theodore again?What’s more, it was unnecessary for him to know that her marriage to Sebastian was a facade.“You two…have registered your marriage?” Theodore stared at her in disbelief, wanting to confirm her final answer and hoping against hope that she would tell him no.Alas, things often don’t go according to one’s wishes. Rosalie nodded her head, a painful expression on her face. “Yes, we just registered our marriage today. It’s too late between us, Theo. Didn’t you promise Cynthia you’d marry her? Go ahead. She was in the picture from day one. Everything you’ve said since then involved her, without fail.”“No!” Theodore exclaimed, agitated. “How could you marry Sebastian?

Rosalie looked up, and cried, “I did it willingly! I did it all willingly! Please stop fighting!”That was the only thing she could say to stop them from fighting, for fear of the consequences that might be dire.Sebastian looked at her in shock. “What did you say?”Rosalie wiped the tears from her face. “I… I told him to come. Things aren’t what you think they are. I was a willing party.”Theodore wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, and looked at the fury etched on Sebastian’s face. He scoffed, his eyes tinged with smugness.He stepped forward, and pulled Rosalie into his arms. “Darling, don’t cry. We’ll go home. Don’t let him ruin our mood.”“Spencer, let her go!”Sebastian was about to step forward when Rosalie yelled, “Enough!” She pushed Theodore aside, and stood in between both men. “I’m begging you two!”“Rose, did he force you into it? Tell me the truth! Don’t be scared, I’ll help you!” Sebastian said. He refused to believe that was the case. Rosalie definitely

Theodore had no words for Rosalie’s outburst. He stood outside the door with one hand on the door. He rested his forehead weakly against the back of his hand on the door, and sighed.He said helplessly, “Fine, I’ll go. I’ll give you some time to calm down, but this isn’t the end of it. I won’t stand idly by and watch you and Sebastian live your days as a married couple.”Rosalie opened the door, and yelled at his retreating figure, “Theodore Spencer, what are you going to do to Sebastian? I’m telling you—if you dare hurt him, I’ll never forgive you!”Theodore had gone far, but he heard Rosalie’s warning. He clenched his fists as fire raged in his heart.Rosalie returned to her room, and hurriedly called Sebastian. The call went through, but he didn’t answer it. Instead, he hung up immediately.He was probably furious right now.She knew she had disappointed him greatly.Sebastian had been a good friend to her, sticking to her side all the way, helping her, taking care of her and

Rosalie shook her head.Sydney scoffed. “In that case, you don’t really think marrying Sebastian was a mistake. If Theo hadn’t looked you up, your relationship with Sebastian would still be fine.”Rosalie nodded. “Yes.”“In that case, we’ll have to blame Theo for this. He shouldn’t have come looking for you and said what he said.”“Mom, things have already come to this point. It’s meaningless trying to blame someone. I just hope that everyone will calm down,” Rosalie said. “And then? Will you still see Theo after everyone has calmed down?” Sydney asked.Rosalie shut her eyes, looking pained. “I don’t want to see him.”“You won’t forgive Theo, will you?”“Forgiveness is no longer a question between Theo and me. Perhaps we’re both responsible for things turning out this way. Since we need to pay the price for our mistakes, we have to stay as far away as possible from each other to prevent the situation from worsening, especially since we’re divorced.”“He’s the father of your c

In the deep of the night, Sebastian sped along a quiet, secluded road until he reached an obscure bar with many motorcycles parked outside.Sebastian was very distraught. He got out of the car and made a beeline for the bar, wanting to drown out his frustrations with alcohol. Many people in the bar were dressed in biker style, with tattoos adorning their bodies. To a traditional person, they didn’t look very decent.Sebastian walked, dressed in his suit, looking like a member of high society and sticking out like a sore thumb in the crowd.Everyone was staring at him. He ignored them all, and sat at the bar counter and placed his order.The bartender watched as Sebastian downed a few glasses consecutively. “First time here, handsome? You don’t look like you’re in a good mood.”Sebastian looked up and said coldly, “Just do your job and give me my drinks.”He exuded an aura of cold authority, and his words sent a chill down the bartender’s spine.The bartender had seen his sha