Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 591



Rosalie said it resolutely, leaving no room for negotiation.

Christopher nodded. "Alright. Thanks for your trust in me, Rose. I'll give you a clear answer in time to come, I promise."

The two of them were so engrossed in conversation that they didn't notice Sebastian hiding around the corner. Shock and disbelief registered in his eyes as his countenance turned grimmer by the second.

His fingers gripped the metal pieces on the decorative wall he was hiding behind, and he tugged them hard.

Blood started seeping from his palm.

Rosalie returned to the hall, but couldn't find Sebastian there. She was about to look for him, when she heard someone behind her.

"Rose."

"Seb," Rosalie said, stepping forward. "Where..."

She was about to ask him where he went, when she noticed that his palm was bleeding.

"Seb, why is your hand injured?" she exclaimed, panicked.

vision suddenly came into focus, and he flashed her a smile. “It was my mistake. I was clumsy, and accidentally broke a vase. I picked up the shards with my bare hands and

pulled Sebastian's wrist. "Seb, come with

blaming him for being careless, she quickly got him to sit down before

panic and worry on Rosalie's face, and feelings of tenderness flashed past the depths of his heart. Very soon, however, his brows arched as his face turned cold

first-aid kit in hand. She deftly applied ointment on Sebastian's wound,

stared at the

truth turn out

him and be pregnant with someone else's child than for

a reason to ask her to make it

turned out to

his memory, and

that she would

the woman

he believed in,

lover

feelin

fake. His and emotions were nothing but a pitiful

a clown and everyone was looking

beloved woman was putting on