Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"What about the injured one? Will you kill him?" Rosalie asked.

"He's already injured. Why should I kill him?" The man picked up his phone. "The left button is Theodore Spencer, and the right button is Sebastian Carter. The bottom-most button is for both of them dead. Which button should I press? Should I injure one of them, or should I just kill them both? Why don't you tell me?"

"No, I can't make the choice! None of them should get hurt or die. I'm begging you, let them go! I'll play whatever games you want, just let them go!"

The man was losing his patience. "I'll give you ten seconds to choose one, or both will die."

With that, he started counting down. "Ten, nine..."

"How badly injured will the injured one be?" Rosalie asked anxiously.

"Eight, seven, six..."

"Answer me, or how am I going to choose?"

"Five, four..."

"I'm begging you, don't be like this!"

"Three, two, one."

"I choose Theodore Spencer!"

make a choice

name. "So, you chose Theodore. Does that mean you

button on the

said in a trembling voice. She looked up with eyes filled with tears. "I meant that I choose for Theodore...to be injured." The

the entire building, but found no

where are

said. "She's not here! There's no

useful, then!" Sebastian spat, enraged. "If

"Sebastian Carter, do you remember what you told me that day at the restaurant? Seems like I was right after all. You depend on Rose to protect you, and you're utterly useless. With you, she ended up

have no right to

lurched forward, wanting to punch Theodore. Suddenly, an arrow whizzed past and pierced Theodore in his

down,