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.

I was clumsy, and accidentally broke a vase.

Sebastian's wrist. "Seb, come with me. I'll treat

she quickly got him to sit down before turning around

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 and dark, like the chilling wind

came back, she had a first-aid kit in hand. She deftly applied ointment on

as he stared at the

did the truth turn out

with someone else's child than for the truth to be

very least, had she betrayed him, he had a reason to ask her to make it up

turned out to be

his memory, and

said to someone else that she would

the woman he loved,

believed in, and

lover

feelin

were all fake. His and emotions were

not pitiful-hilarious. It was the funniest joke in the world. He was a clown and everyone was looking

beloved woman was