MY PREGNANT WIFE

Curled up under the covers, Rosalie Young gently caressed her belly. After a while, she breathed a sigh of relief. Thankfully, the baby was okay. When he came home last night, Theodore Spencer had wanted to be intimate. As the couple hadn't seen each other for two months, Rosalie couldn't bear to refuse him. Theodore had already woken up and washed up. He was wearing a gray custom suit that perfectly fit his tall and slender body, giving him an elegant and charming air. Currently, he was sitting in a chair with a tablet in hand. His fingers slid gracefully across the screen, exuding a hint of laziness and sensuality. Rosalie was wrapped tightly in the blanket with only her head exposed. When Theodore noticed her staring at him, he calmly asked, "Are you awake? Let's have breakfast." "Okay." Rosalie put on her pajamas, blushing as she crawled out of bed. In the dining room, Rosalie kept pushing her food around her plate as she caressed her belly with one hand. After a while, she nervously spoke up, but Theodore also spoke at the same time. "I have something to tell you," the couple said simultaneously. The two fell silent and stared at each other. After a moment of silence, Theodore said, "Why don't you go first?" "It's okay. You can go first," Rosalie replied, knowing that Theodore rarely took the initiative. to talk to her about anything. papers. "I've had divorce up, and I'll have someone send them to you later. If you don't like any of the terms, let me know, and I'll fix it. You should sign as soon as possible," said Theodore casually, as he leisurely cut into the omelet on his plate. Rosalie froze and her mind immediately went blank. Even though she was sitting on a chair, she felt like she was about to fall. She even forgot to breathe. "We're getting a divorce?" she asked hoarsely, her tone tinged with disbelief. She secretly pinched her leg to see if she was dreaming. "That's right." Theodore's tone was calm and devold of any warmth. Rosalie's mind was instantly muddled. Just last night, they were doing the most intimate thing in the world, and now, he was casually proposing a divorce! She covered her belly with slightly moist eyes. "What if we have..." "Cynthia has returned, so our contractual marriage should end," Theodore declared. Rosalie fell silent. The sweet life she shared with Theodore over the past year almost made her forget that their marriage had been a contractual one from the start. From the beginning, Rosalie knew that her husband's heart belonged to someone else, and she would eventually have to divorce him. "Is there a problem with that?" Theodore asked, maintaining a calm and professional demeanor, as if he was discussing a business contract. "No, there's no problem." Rosalie moved her hand from her belly to her leg, clutching her skirt tightly. Through the thin fabric, her nails almost pierced her palms because of how hard she was clenching her fists. Since her husband was going to divorce her, surely he didn't want this child, right? That woman would be unhappy if he did. "Oh, and... Tell Grandma you want to divorce me because you have no feelings for me and aren't happy with this marriage," Theodore added. Rosalie forced a smile and nodded. "Okay." If Theodore brought up the matter of divorce to his grandmother, the eldely lady would surely get angry. Seeing Rosalie's calm response, Theodore's lips curled into a smile. It was hard to tell if he was relaxed or mocking her. "Well, that's also the truth. You were never happy, and now you can be free." "Yeah," Rosalie replied softly. Her throat felt as heavy as lead, and she struggled to respond. Perhaps this was for the best. At least Theodore wouldn't feel burdened. Theodore frowned slightly. It was as if he had gained some understanding after hearing her answer. He hummed softly and said, "Alright then."Rosalie lowered her head, smiling bitterly. What else could she ask for? She was sure she had exhausted all the luck in her life to get a chance to marry the man before her. Her parents were ordinary employees at SK Enterprise. They had been trapped in the control room during a fire, but had managed to shut down the critical systems before they died. Their actions prevented the release of toxic substances and avoided more casualties. The media had reported on the incident for several days straight, sharing recordings of her parents' last conversation with the outside world. Orphaned at the age of ten, Rosalie was taken in by her aunt, who was the only option available. However, the woman smoked, drank, and gambled. A year later, Rosalie's aunt squandered all the money SK Enterprise had given the young girl to compensate for the loss of her parents. When Rosalie was eleven years old, her aunt dumped her at the doorstep of SK Enterprise. Clutching her backpack tightly to her chest, Rosalie waited at the company's entrance for two days. She was hungry and tired, but had nowhere else to go. Finally, when the chairman of SK Enterprise saw her as he passed by, he took her home. From then on, he provided for Rosalie, taking care of everything from her education to her daily needs. Eventually, he had her marry his grandson, Theodore. Theodore didn't oppose the marriage, but he privately told Rosalie, "Even if we get married, I can't give you affection. If Cynthia comes back, our marriage will end. You can't object when that time comes." Rosalie's heart ached at his words. It was as if he had taken a knife and stabbed her heart. But she knew that if she refused to marry him, his grandmother, Rebecca Jarvis, would definitely blame Theodore and wouldn't let it go. Rebecca might even ruin her health out of anger. So, even though it hurt, Rosalie could only nod and bear it. "No problem. Anyway, I only see you as a brother. I don't have any romantic feelings for you. If you want a divorce, just tell me anytime. I won't hold you back," she had said. That was how their marriage began. After they got married, Theodore treated Rosalie like a precious treasure. Everyone thought he loved her very much, but she knew he was only doing these things because he was a responsible man. He treated her kindly out of duty, not love. Now, that duty had ended. Rosalie finished the last bite of egg on her plate and stood up. "I'm full. I'm going back to the room." She stood up, pulled out the chair, and was about to leave. However, as she stood up, she realized her head felt heavy and her feet light. She stepped forward too quickly. With a twist of her foot, she tumbled forward. "Ah!" Instinctively, she covered her belly. She panicked and tried to stop her fall, but she was suddenly lifted up and cradled in a pair of strong arms. "What's the rush? Are you hurt?" Theodore carefully checked her body. When he found nothing wrong, he breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't do this again. You're all grown up, but you're still like a child," he said with a hint of reproach. "I'm fine. Maybe I didn't sleep well last night," Rosalie said, avoiding his gaze. What was the point of his concern? Rosalie tried to shake off his hand, but Theodore seemed to sense something and furrowed his brow. He lifted her higher and more securely in his arms. "Ah!" A startled Rosalie instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck. "What are you doing? "I'm carrying you so you won't fall again." "I'm fine! Put me down, okay? This isn't appropriate." "What's not appropriate about it?" "We're getting a divorce." Theodore looked at her blankly, a hint of displeasure flickered briefly in his eyes. "We still need to sign the papers. We're still husband and wife before that happens. Or are you trying to say that you never wanted me to touch you from the beginning, and now you can't wait to keep your distance? His tone was somewhat harsh. He made it sound as if the divorce was something she had coldly proposed, something he could only reluctantly accept.