Chasing My Pregnant Wife

It was quite tragic, now that she thought about it. Her ex-husband was marrying another woman, while she found herself a victim of kidnappers.

After a while, Rosalie needed the toilet. After she walked into the washroom, she looked around her and came back out, shutting the door behind her. She didn't dare to go to the washroom, out of fear that there might be a surveillance camera in there.

The moment she stepped out of the washroom, the speaker sounded once more. "Worried that I have surveillance cameras installed in the washroom?"

Rosalie didn't reply to him, but her silence betrayed what she was thinking.

"Hold it in if you don't want to go."

"Do you have surveillance cameras installed in the washroom or not?" Rosalie said, annoyed.

This damn pervert.

"I don't know, either. I forgot. You can choose not to go if you're not worried."

Rosalie was slightly peeved. He was clearly trying to torture

in, doing so wasn't good for her baby. Rosalie couldn't care less anymore. Out of spite, she

slammed the door

of? Since that man didn't find it disgusting, why should she be scared? After using the toilet, Rosalie laid back down on the bed, covered

torn up pieces of paper. Everyone had their heads lowered, not daring to say

was held hostage, but when they arrived at the place, they found all the thugs

than the thugs must have taken Rosalie

to find any clues! Why am I even paying

to check

Pel

that were of use to them. No fingerprints were found at the scene, too. It was as if the person who took Rosalie away had vanished into thin air, or he didn't exist

person was

Yuvan approached Theodore cautiously.

dare to say much and he didn't dare to tell Theodore about it, either. Theodore was furious right now and probably not in the

more important, since Theodore gave up

a word. The air in the room was so eerily quiet,