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."

He was clearly

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

the

be scared? After using the toilet, Rosalie laid back down on the bed, covered her

with torn up pieces of paper. Everyone had their heads lowered, not

at the place, they found all the thugs dead and Rosalie was still nowhere

the thugs must have taken Rosalie away, and they haven't found him

you managed to find any clues! Why am I even paying all

to check on

Pel

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 in

only proved that this person was very

Yuvan approached Theodore cautiously.

didn't 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 mood

more important, since Theodore gave up the wedding for

a word. The air in the room was