Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Chapter 512

Soon, the car was filled with the fragrance of lilies. The scent was so comforting that Rosalie couldn't help but say, "Grandma really loves lilies. That was thoughtful of you." She was sincere about her compliment.

"Grandma appreciates my thoughtfulness, but not others," Theodore murmured as he continued driving.

Rosalie knew exactly what he meant. "If you mean suddenly declaring love, forcefully taking what you want, being domineering and disrespectful, then yes, it shouldn't be appreciated."

If she didn't retort, it would seem like it was her fault for not appreciating his gestures.

"Then tell me, what should I do to make someone appreciate it?" Theodore asked.

Rosalie clenched her hands that were resting on her knees. She could feel her palms sweating. "Sometimes, if someone doesn't want something, forcing it on them isn't the best idea. Taking it back is."

"I accidentally scattered it all to the ground. It can't be taken back," Theodore replied in a calm yet wistful tone. Both of them were staring straight ahead, but Rosalie felt things were getting really intense.

She glanced at his side profile, and realized he was tense. She wanted to say something, but was worried it would lead to another argument on the way to Rebecca's house. Not wanting to fight, she remained silent. Their conversation ended with Theodore's remark about not being able to take things back. Soon, they arrived at Rebecca's home without further incident.

Seeing Theodore and Rosalie delighted Rebecca. The two noticed that she was now in a wheelchair. The last time they saw her, she was still walking with a cane. Now, a servant had to push her out.

Both Theodore and Rosalie felt deeply guilty, realizing how much they had neglected their grandmother recently due to their own issues.

As people aged, their health would decline rapidly. Rebecca already had some chronic conditions common among the elderly. Time was visibly taking its toll.

"Grandma." Rosalie knelt by the wheelchair, holding her hand. "I'm sorry it took so long to visit you."

Tears brimmed in Rosalie's eyes.

Rebecca smiled gently, and patted Rosalie's head. "It's alright. I know you're both busy. You can't visit me every day. That would be a waste of your time." "Grandma, should Theodore and I take you to the hospital for a check-up?"

"I'm fine." Rebecca smiled. "Don't worry about the wheelchair. I just can't be bothered to walk. At my age, I need to be careful. What if I fall? Look, I can stand."

She started to rise from the wheelchair, but Rosalie quickly stopped her. "No, Grandma, it's okay. If it's comfortable for you, just use the wheelchair. There's no need to walk."

They were genuinely concerned. Elderly falls often led to severe complications, which were difficult to treat at their age. Broken bones didn't heal well, and they wouldn't be able to undergo surgery for internal bleeding either. Due to their age, it was likely they wouldn't survive the surgery.

"Grandma, you really should let us take you for a physical examination," Rosalie said.

"What for? Don't worry about me. I had a check-up a few days ago, and everything's the same. You don't need to worry. So many people are taking care of me."

Rosalie was still worried. "Can I see the report? Just to make sure?"

She sounded like a parent worried about a child lying.