MY PREGNANT WIFE

Shattered Reflections

"Just wait here for me, okay? What kind of man waits outside the women's restroom? Even if you're not embarrassed, I am," Rosalie said.

Theodore remained silent for a moment, then let go of her hand." Alright, I'll wait here for you."

Rosalie immediately handed him the bottle of water, turned around, and walked away quickly.

"Slow down. Be careful not to fall," Theodore reminded her, his tone serious yet filled with concern.

Passersby couldn't help but envy the couple.

Rosalie slowed down. She clutched her chest tightly and frowned. It was a pity that his concern had come too late.

She rushed into the restroom and closed the door. Then, she

immediately knelt in front of the toilet bowl, forcing herself to throw up by shoving her fingers down her throat.

"Ugh..."

A strong sense of discomfort surged from her stomach and throat, and she forcefully expelled all three pills she had swallowed. She flushed the toilet once she was done, then stumbled to her feet, unable to stand steadily.

After splashing her face with cold water, Rosalie walked out of the restroom and happened to see Theodore approaching. She was glad she had come out early. If she had emerged a few minutes later, he would definitely have heard her throwing up.

"Why did you come here? Didn't I ask you to wait

wife was

wing problems

it sound like it was Rosale's fault again.

but it peer fed that way to others.

mon but

getting divorced. She acting like this." snapped Rosalie

She was really angry. He kept making it seem like she was the one who had brought up the divorce. Since he wanted a divorce so he

with another woman, why bother pretending to be a good

People passing by couldn't help but stop to watch the drama unfold before them. Humans were curious creatures, after all..

Theodore's face tumed semifyingly dark. He grabbed Rosalie's hand and pulled her away.

The atmosphere in the car was unusually heavy. The driver dared not even breathe loudly as he drove. Anyone with a discerning eye could sense that something was wrong

Rosalie was also in a depressed mood.

Theodore suddenly spoke up. "What have I done? Have I mistreated you, or did I deceive you?"

It was another interrogation directed at her, especially the last semence. It was as if he was reminding her that he had made things

clear from the beginning.

Rosalie had had enough. He was making it seem like she was the one being unreasonable.

"Mr. Spencer, you've been kind to me and haven't deceived me. You

made it clear from the beginning that we would get divorced once she returned. Now that we're going to be divorced soon, you don't have to continue treating me like your wife.

"Perhaps you can seamlessly switch between different roles and emotions, but I can't. If we're going to divorce, let's do it cleanly and leave no room for doubts!"

Rosalie's words made the atmosphere in the car even more oppressive than before.

After a long silence, Theodore slowly said, "Rosalie, how many times do I have to tell you? We're not divorced yet! Yes, I know we'll eventually get divorced. Do you think we're actors playing a role until the director calls cut? Are we supposed to stay in character until then?

"If so, then the moment I mentioned divorce, you already snapped out of character and no longer saw me as your husband, right?"

Rosalie didn't know how to explain it. Why couldn't this man

understand? Their thoughts were simply not on the same track. They were thinking of two different things.

Rosalie sighed. "Regardless, our marriage was like a play to begin with, performed for Grandma's sake. So, if you think that way, that's

fine."

She had cried her heart out for him, but in his eyes, she was behaving out of character. Even though she was filled with grievances, she couldn't confide in him. The more she tried not to make things difficult fo him, the more he misunderstood her.

"Stop the car!" Theodore suddenly exclaimed.

The driver quickly hit the brakes and parked the car by the roadside.

"Take Ms. Young home!"

Theodore opened the car door and got out, leaving Rosalie puzzled

about where he was going.

The words "Ms. Young" haunted Rosalie like a curse all the way back

home.

Feeling some discomfort, she wanted to lie down in bed as soon as she arrived. As she was walking to the bed, she stumbled and accidentally kicked the trash can. Just as she was about to steady it, she noticed a phone with a cracked screen in the trash can.

Wasn't this Theodore's phone?

Rosalie remembered having heard something fall in the room early this morning. It seemed to have been this phone.

However, the floor of the bedroom was carpeted. So, even if the phone had fallen, it wouldn't make such a loud noise, nor would the

screen have cracked like this. In fact, it looked as if someone had

deliberately smashed the phone.

Since the argument in the car, Rosalie hadn't seen Theodore for four consecutive days. He seemed to have vanished into thin air, and the couple hadn't been in contact with each other at all.

Every day, Rosalie felt heartbroken. When she woke up every morning, she felt suffocated, but she had to keep going. She also had to force a smile on her face and pretend to be happy whenever Rebecca came to see her.

Today was a somewhat special day - Rosalie would be receiving her degree at Ashwick University's convocation ceremony.

She had just graduated from the Finance faculty. As the best student of her cohort, the dean had asked her to represent the student body

and deliver a graduation speech. However, with everything that had happened over the past few days, Rosalle had completely forgotten about it and hadn't prepared anything.

Theodore had once said that he would accompany her on this day, but today, she was alone.

When the dean called her name, Rosalie stood up from her place.

amidst the sea of students. Dressed in a black academic gown, she looked like a model student.

As the audience applauded, Rosalie walked onstage and adjusted the microphone. Just as she was about to speak, she spotted a mant walking into the hall. He stood with his hands in his pockets, silently staring at her.

Despite the distance, she recognized him at a glance!

Rosalie's heart raced with excitement. Theodore had actually come. She had thought he didn't want to see her after that incident!

The whole room fell silent. Theodore had made a low-key entrance, and everyone's eyes were focused on Rosalie. No one had noticed the important figure entering the hall.

"Ms. Young, what's wrong?" the dean whispered.

Snapping back to reality, Rosalie straightened up, smiled, and began speaking, "I am honored to be standing here today to deliver this speech. Honestly, I didn't like finance initially, nor did I want to choose this major.

"I ultimately chose it because I hoped to use my knowledge to help the people around me. Unfortunately, the person I wanted to help. didn't need my assistance."

She had hoped to help Theodore, even going as far as to choose a major she didn't like because she didn't want to be too different from

him.

Rosalie kept her eye on Theodore's figure as she spoke. To her, it looked like he took a few steps backwards and left.

She had once told Theodore that she chose to major in finance because she liked it. But now, at her graduation ceremony, she admitted that she disliked it. Now that they were getting divorced, she dared to say anything that came to mind, except that she loved him.

Rosalie continued, "But I never regretted this choice. Finance sounds like a vast and complex subject. It involves a lot of data, intricate calculations, and seemingly high thresholds. It sounds like it requires great talent to study this subject!

"But that's not necessarily the case. As long as you use the right approach, even those who never majored in finance can understand the camel rating system.

"I'm grateful that I chose this major. Regardless of the outcome, I'll be thankful for what I once had. Even if it's over, those things will give me a better future. Thank you."

In less than a minute, Rosalie finished her speech and bowed to the audience.

After the applause died down, the principal spoke again, "We have invited a special guest who took time out of his busy schedule to attend this ceremony."