Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Chapter 524

But there were no "ifs" in this world, and he wouldn't get another opportunity anymore. Reality wasn't like a sci-fi drama where you got to travel through time and change your fate. Reality was reality. Once something was lost, it was gone forever.

"Theodore..."

Rosalie's eyes reddened. She raised her trembling hand, cautiously reaching toward his shoulder, with the intent to comfort him. Her fingers hovered a few centimeters away before she pulled her hand back. "Don't be like this. It's all in the past. Sometimes, letting go is the best way to move on."

Theodore took a deep breath, released the steering wheel, and sat up straight. His eyes were red too. He turned to look at her and smiled, but it was one filled with despair. "Have you already moved on?" Rosalie nodded. "Yes, I've moved on because there are many more things in this world that are worth my attention."

Like the child she was carrying, and those who cared about her.

As soon as she finished speaking, Rosalie realized her words might have sounded harsh. She quickly corrected herself, "I-I didn't mean to say that you're not worth caring about."

"Then, do you still care about me?" Theodore asked, clinging to the last sliver of hope pitifully.

"I-I didn't mean that, either." Rosalie was somewhat flustered. She struggled to control her emotions, and said, "What I mean is that there are many people in this world who care about you. What's lost is lost. Maybe we were never meant to be."

She had once been in deep pain, feeling she had lost Theodore, the love of her life. However, she had learned to let go. She hadn't expected Theodore to struggle with letting go as time went on.

Sometimes, when a relationship ended, men and women reacted differently. Men may feel relieved and freed initially, but women often suffered intensely at first.

However, gradually, as time went on, men might feel the emptiness and sadness of losing something, which would lead to an outburst at some point.

On the other hand, for women, after the initial heart-wrenching pain, they would replace peace. They would re-analyze their relationship more objectively, then let go no matter who was at fault.

"But we're still sitting here, aren't we?" Theodore's eyes were filled with complex emotions. "Rose, can we...still be friends?" This was his only chance to be close to her.

Rosalie sighed with resignation. "Theo, we can't be friends."

"Why? Because I hurt you?"

"Because we've known each other for nearly eleven years, and then we became a couple. We've experienced so many highs and lows. Now that we're divorced, our relationship can no longer fit the traditional definitions. We're neither a couple nor friends, and certainly not siblings, but we're not strangers either."

"Then, what are we?" Theodore asked.

Rosalie thought for a moment, and finally shook her head. "I don't know. Maybe it's a relationship that's tangled and complicated."

Theodore lowered his head in disappointment. "Do you really want to cut ties with me?"

"I once did," Rosalie said. "I wanted to stay far away from you, never to see you again because you caused me so much pain. Just as I was beginning to feel less pain, you came back and troubled me again, making me angry. But now..." She paused, and finally sighed.

"Theo, don't dwell on these questions, okay? It doesn't matter if we cut ties with each other or not."

In fact, she wanted to say that the connection between them could never truly be severed. After all, she was carrying his child. In the future, the child would know about his or her father, and vice versa.