Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Today was also the day of Theodore's wedding, for which he booked an entire luxury hotel for.

Wedding guests streamed into the hotel non-stop.

Theodore stood silently before a mirror, and looked at his face in it. He looked pale and haggard, completely unlike what a radiant groom should look. He looked more like he was sick.

It was supposed to be his big day, but it looked more like he was attending a funeral.

The stylist left after styling his hair. Theodore sat all alone before the mirror, his eyes glazing over. He pulled out his phone from his pocket and scrolled to Rosalie's photos, looking at each one carefully.

From today onward, he would be a married man and couldn't love her so boldly.

Cynthia was wearing a pure white wedding gown in the makeup room. Expensive jewelry sparkled at her neck. She looked at herself in the mirror, and saw how radiant and happy she looked.

"Jen, do I look pretty?"

Jennifer glanced at her. "Yes."

She wanted to add, what's the point?

However, Cynthia only cared for her assurance. That was enough.

"I'll be Mrs. Spencer from now on. I hope to be in good relations with the Zeller family. No matter how much you dislike me, don't forget that I'm still a member of the family. What's more, my marriage with Theo can only be beneficial to the family."

Jennifer sat on the chair and glanced indifferently at Cynthia, who had a smug look on her face belonging to someone hiding behind someone powerful and intimidating.

Cynthia glanced at the clock, noting that it was about time for her to walk down the aisle.

She lifted the hem of her dress, and stood up.

"I'm going to look for Theo."

Theodore was opening the door to

head out when his assistant

approached him. "Mr. Spencer, a woman claiming to be Ms. Young's aunt said that she has something urgent to tell you. She said it has something to do with Ms. Young."

Theodore's brows furrowed.

He had heard about Rosalie's aunt, and knew that she wasn't a decent person. Was she here looking for him at this point for money?

"Mr. Spencer, do you want to see her? Or should I get someone to chase her away?"

Theodore thought of everything that Laila did to Rosalie previously, and didn't have any good feelings toward that woman. But since she was here today looking for him, it definitely had something to do with Rosalie. He pondered for a moment before saying, "Let her come over."

Not long after, Laila came over, limping and wearing a mask.

Theodore surveyed her from head to toe. "What do you want? If it's money, save it."

Laila pulled off her mask, revealing the swollen wounds on her face.

Theodore furrowed his brows. "What happened to you?"

Laila said anxiously, "Rose has been kidnapped. You have to save her now!"

"What did you say?" Theodore's brows furrowed. "Who kidnapped her? How did you know about it?”NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

"Don't ask so much! Saving her is the priority right now. I know who they are, and I can give you their names and all relevant information. Quick, send someone to save Rose."

Theodore received such sudden news, he didn't know how true it was.

But since this had something to do with Rosalie, Theodore took it seriously whether it was true or not.

“When was she kidnapped?" Theodore asked further.

Laila said, "Last night."

"What? Last night?" Theodore said furiously, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I... I..." Laila stepped back in fright. She immediately pulled out a slip of paper from her pocket, and handed it to Theodore. "This is information about the abductor. Oh yes, don't call the police. If you do so, they'd definitely kill her! I repeat, don't call the police!"

With that, Laila opened the door and ran out.