Chasing My Pregnant Wife

She just didn't know if this was all that this mysterious man would do to her.

She was worried he might suddenly do something horrible to her.

She could sense that this man was a pervert who didn't follow the usual rules of logic in the things he did. In fact, he did things without any goal in mind and simply did whatever he wanted to, with no regard for anything else or any reason. He was a madman, through and through.

"You look so scared. Are you worried I would pounce on you and torture you like what those thugs wanted to do?"

His leisurely tone sounded teasing, as if he were teasing a child just to see the fear in her eyes.

Rosalie said weakly, "I hope you won't do that."

She knew how helpless and vulnerable she sounded. How could she reason with a villain whom she was at the mercy of? All the more begging for mercy was useless at this point.

"Alright, I won't do that," the man said agreeably.

Rosalie was stunned, a look of disbelief flashing past her face. She turned around and looked at the speaker at the foot of the bed, and somehow believed him.

She was very sure that he was a bad person, but perhaps, he was a different kind of bad person.

he was killing the thugs, and that she was deathly afraid of him, now that she thought about it, the thugs completely deserved it.

the saying goes, a wicked person will be dealt with by another

like you won't be able to make it to Melrine with

leaped. This man even knew that she was headed to

behind Sebastian's accident? What was

questions, but she received no response from him and surmised

in the room. She knew there were surveillance cameras in here,

soon, it was noon and someone knocked on the door. Rosalie jumped in fright at first, but recovered and walked

that she was trapped in here, it would be easy

the true dangers. It was

no one. Instead,

looked down, and saw a tray filled with sumptuous food and a glass of

famished. She

was about to