Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1463

When Theodore arrived home with Rosalie and Chelsea in tow, Jake was playing water guns with the servants.

The servants pretended to be afraid as they hid from Jake's sight.

Jake was having the time of his life when a voice interrupted him. "Jake."

He jumped up in fright at the sound of his father's voice and immediately hid the water gun behind his back.

Yet, when he turned around, he saw two people standing next to Theodore—a lady and a little girl.

Jake suddenly had a bad feeling about things as he looked wide-eyed at them.

"Jake," Rosalie said agitatedly as she looked at her son. She wanted to rush toward him, but was worried that it might frighten him.

Theodore took a few steps forward.

"Jake, do you still remember what I told you about how your mom is back?" He crouched down low and gently caressed Jake's head. "She is your mom, and that's your younger sister."

Jake's water gun fell on the floor with a thud.

"Jake," Rosalie said in a trembling voice as she approached him. "I'm your mommy."

Jake took many steps back and suddenly yelled, "I don't have a mommy!"

With that, he turned and ran up the stairs, locking himself up in his room.

"Jake!"

Rosalie could no longer hold herself back as she chased after him all the way to his room. She knocked lightly on the door.

"Jake, it's all my fault for leaving you for so many years. Please open the door, won't you? Let's talk. I can understand if you hate and resent me. Can you please tell me what I can do to make it up to you?"

Rosalie asked through sobs, putting both palms on the door.

Theodore walked over with Chelsea in his arms.

"Mommy," Chelsea called as she hugged Rosalie's legs.

Rosalie caressed her daughter's head and turned to look at Theodore. "Theo, I'd like to stay here for a while. Could you please bring Chelsea elsewhere to play?"

Theodore nodded and carried Chelsea in his arms again.

"Chelsea, I'll bring you out for a stroll. We'll come back later."

Chelsea nodded obediently.

Pain throbbed in Theodore's chest. "I'm sure it's not easy for her to take care of you all alone."

Hesitation flashed past his eyes, but he couldn't stop himself from asking, "Chelsea, has your mommy ever had a boyfriend over the years?"

"Boyfriend?" Chelsea shook her head. "No, but there were a few uncles who tried pursuing Mommy."

Theodore's brows furrowed. "A few uncles? How many?"

Chelsea counted with her fingers and eventually opened a palm, stretching five fingers. "Five. One of them was very rich and gave Mommy many presents."

"Did your mommy accept them?" Theodore looked as though he had met his ultimate enemy.

"Mommy asked someone to send them back."

Theodore heaved a sigh of relief.

He crouched low and held Chelsea's hand. "Chelsea, I didn't mean to be fierce to your mommy earlier today. I do feel a little angry because your mommy left so suddenly many years ago."

"Are you still angry at her now, Mr. Spencer?"

Theodore smiled bitterly. "I don't know, but I know I will never hate your mommy."