Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 198

Rosalie was still feeling slightly dizzy and lethargic. Her voice was hoarse, and her throat felt dry.

Sebastian, the thoughtful man he was, poured her a cup of hot water from the thermos.

Rosalie took the cup from him, and downed the whole thing. It made her feel much better, and even the fuzziness in her mind cleared up as memories from last night came flooding back. Although details escaped her, she could roughly make out what happened.

“You lied to me,” Rosalie suddenly said coldly, her face solemn.

Sebastian looked at her in shock. Did she remember that he tried to take advantage of her last night?

Panicked, he tried to explain. “Rose, …”

“You clearly took care of me the entire night, but you’re lying and telling me that you didn’t,” Rosalie cut him off, not letting him speak. The more you lie, the worse I feel. I’d rather you tell me the truth.”

Sebastian looked straight into Rosalie’s eyes; he could sense that she wasn’t blaming him one bit, and heaved a sigh of relief. He chuckled, and looked tenderly yet slightly apologetically at her.

“You had a fever last night, but you couldn’t take any medicine. I was worried about you, so I decided to stay here with you.”

thankful he had insisted on not letting her

a daze as blurry images flashed past her mind. She vaguely remembered being wrapped in a

as he comforted

if she was in Theodore’s arms and talking to him. Suddenly, a bad feeling struck her. Did the fever make her

upon her, she asked uneasily, “Did

out cold, and

discovered what happened last

her fever last night, and the blurry images that popped up

know what I can do

didn’t

bedside, and looked tenderly at her. “The best way to thank me is to never be so upset over someone who isn’t worth it. I know it’s

as her eyes

Time heals all wounds…

words pierced her