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.

“It was my mistake. I was clumsy, and accidentally broke a vase. I picked up the

come with me. I'll treat your wound

him to sit down before turning around to find

and worry on Rosalie's face, and feelings of tenderness flashed past the depths of his heart. Very

in hand. She deftly applied ointment on Sebastian's wound, disinfected

inwardly as he stared

truth turn out

with someone else's child than for

had a reason

their marriage turned

lost his memory, and

someone else that she would one day

think the woman

believed

lover

feelin

all fake. His and emotions were nothing but a pitiful

was a clown and everyone was looking at him like

woman was putting on an