Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 7

In the evening, Rosalie went to a restaurant alone and ordered a meal, forcing herself to eat something for the sake of her unborn child. Her plan was to return to her room after dinner and concoct a story to tell Rebecca the next day, to reassure the old woman that she and

Theodore had spent a wonderful night together.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure not far away, walking out of the

restaurant.

Cynthia?

Accompanying her were a man and a woman. The three of them chatted, shook hands, and walked out together.

But where was Theodore?

“Miss, sorry to disturb you. Are you alone?” a waiter asked.

Rosalie snapped out of her thoughts. “Yeah. Do you need something?”

“There’s a gentleman who wants to dine here, but there’s a queue of waiting guests and limited seating. So, may I ask if you would be willing to share your table with him? If not, it’s okay.”

well–dressed man not far away.

was

“Alright. Thank you, miss.”

waiter spoke to the man, Sebastian Carter, he walked

I didn’t make a reservation, so there’s no

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specialties.”

this restaurant. There was a cancellation today, so I was lucky. Please, have

he noted that she was. wearing a blue dress, with her black hair tied up and wisps of curls hanging

lively. Though she was smiling, her expression somehow seemed sorrowful.

there something on my face?” asked Rosalie,

sorry. I just thought you

“I’m not.”

was already broken. There was no room left

too much,” Sebastian replied,

far away, a sports car was parked outside the restaurant. A man emerged from a nearby pharmacy and

figure sitting by the restaurant’s glass

the man opposite

out his phone and recorded a fifteen- second video, then quickly sent it