Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 430



"Oh. Did he approach you first, or did you start the conversation with him?" Sebastian asked. "He thought I was in a bad mood, so he came over to ask me what was wrong," Rosalie said.

"Were you in a bad mood?" Sebastian asked, concerned.

“No, I was just quiet. I wasn't in a bad mood."

"I see," Sebastian said thoughtfully. He sensed that Rosalie was hiding something from him. "That Yerick seemed quite enthusiastic about you." Rosalie blinked in confusion and turned to look at Sebastian's side profile, sensing a hint of jealousy in his tone.

Chuckling, she said, "He's only eighteen."

"Eighteen..." Sebastian relaxed a bit at the mention of Yerick's age. However, he suddenly remembered that Rosalie was only twenty-one, just three years older than Yerick.

"Eighteen-year-olds are popular nowadays. Many girls like them," Sebastian said interrogatively.

Rosalie nodded. "Yes, Yerick is very sweet. He's like a younger brother. His voice is so soft and cute that it cheers me up when he talks."

“Is he really that

genius. He's already pursuing a PhD at

"A genius, huh."

a sense of danger. An eighteen-year-old genius

its peak. He tightened his grip

genius with such a sweet

frowned. "Why do you insist he might be deceiving me? You've only met him for less than a minute. Jumping to such conclusions about someone isn't like

eln

guys out there They won't hesitate to take advantage of you. They especially like the nicest ones. I distike people who

as if she had realized

few people can match your gentleness and patience. Compared to

slightly—as if