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.

of him, now that she

will

to make it

knew that she was headed to Melrine with Sebastian. What else did he know

Sebastian's accident? What

but she

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

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

dare to open the door, but upon remembering that she was trapped in

the door was akin to burying one's head in the groundz and ignoring the true dangers. It was utterly pointless,

the door, she saw no one.

saw a tray filled

was famished.

her baby to go hungry, so she set the tray on the table back in the room. She was about to eat