Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 196

Selection took great care of Rosalie feeling her temperaturs and leaning close to her mouth, trying hard to hear what she was saying. He was the very example of a gentle and patient man.

Rosalie shifted her body, and started crying again. He hurriedly wrapped her in his arms and comforted her

As he did so, their lips were mere inches apart. He just needed to lean in slightly more, and their lips would meet.

Sebastian stared at the woman before him, his eyes slowly glossing over as he started to lose his ability to think. His lashes trembled, as the misery on her face reflected deeply in his eyes.

Rosalie bit her lip, and stuck her tongue out to wet her lips. Her body kept twisting as she groaned in discomfort.

The sight of her eyes tightly shut and in a trance made Sebastian

think that she would be none the wiser to whatever he did. Just a

gentle peck was enough.

Sebastian cupped her cheeks in his palms, and inched closer to her.

lips were almost touching when Rosalie cried, “Theodore… I

stand still as the

lay on her side, hugging her bolster as if it were someone. She mumbled under her breath,

a knife, giving him excruciating pain. As if someone had dunked his head in water,

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Rosalie’s shoulders. Then he sat by her bedside with his head bowed, his tall

at the door and looking smugly at him, as if she was

as he stood up at once and walked toward the door. In hushed tones, he snapped,

in her room?” Yvonne asked

the door and grabbed Yvonne’s arm, taking

hand off. “You’re hurting

to see

had never been

care of her,” Sebastian explained, his eyes looking slightly awkward, as