Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Chapter 702

"Care about me?"

Hearing these words, Theodore suddenly smiled, but the smile was extremely bitter.

Rosalie obviously cared more about Sebastian. At such a critical moment, she had chosen Sebastian. Yet, she said she cared about him? It was simply laughable.

Hearing the term "care," he even felt nauseous.

Seeing Theodore's terrifying smile, Sydney felt very uneasy. "What exactly happened? If you don't tell me, how can I know?"

"You don't need to know. No one needs to know."

Theodore didn't want to talk about it. He didn't want Rosalie to be blamed, so he would pretend that it never happened. He didn't want Rosalie to become a disappointment to the Spencer family. After all, she was like an angel in his family. Her parents had also died because of his family.

Seeing Theodore's silence, Sydney knew she couldn't replace out anything more from him.

"Rose will come to see you today," Sydney said. "She told me last night, and I gave her the address."

Theodore clenched his fists. "I want to transfer to another hospital."

"Theo," Sydney said anxiously, "Why are you avoiding her? Even if there's an issue, you need to meet and communicate. What's the point of hiding like this?"

"Leave! I want to be alone."

Theodore didn't want to say anything more. They wouldn't understand. He couldn't explain, so they were destined not to understand. He had two choices: one, to tell his family that Rosalie chose to give up his life. Second, to say nothing and be indifferent. Theodore chose the latter without hesitation. He had been blamed for so long; one more accusation didn't matter. But Rosalie was different. In the Spencer family, she was loved by everyone, like a pure and fragrant gardenia untouched by any filth.

Sydney stood up. "Fine, I'll leave. But you'd better not transfer hospitals. Rose will come today, and I assure you, she has something important to tell you."

Theodore was about to learn that he was going to be a father. This was something Rosalie needed to tell him herself, not from someone else.

Theodore smirked. What else could Rosalie say? That she loved Sebastian so much?

Before leaving, Sydney finished peeling the apple and cut it into pieces, then placed them on a plate. She picked up her bag, and slung it over her shoulder.

"Theo, call your grandmother. Although we've been hiding the fact that you're abroad, you still need to keep in touch with her. If you don't, she'll eventually suspect something. Well, I'm leaving. If you change your mind or want to say something, you can call me." With that, Sydney left the room.

Theodore lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. His empty mind was gradually filled with painful memories. He closed his eyes, reliving the painful memories, dissecting and pondering every detail. Each scene was agonizing.

It felt like he had fallen into a vicious cycle that wouldn't stop tormenting him.

After a long time, he opened his eyes. Enduring the pain in his chest, he struggled to sit up and turned his gaze to the phone beside him.

After hesitating for a moment, he picked up the phone and dialed a number. It wasn't long before the call was answered.

"Hello."

"Grandma, it's me," Theodore said hoarsely.

"Theo, is that you? Aren't you abroad?"

Hearing his grandmother's words, Theodore suddenly remembered that this was a domestic number. It would certainly show a domestic location.

So, he explained, "Grandma, I just returned. As soon as I got back, I wanted to call and check on you."