Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Christopher's brows were knitted even tighter after listening to Sebastian recount the incident.

"So Rose chose for you to remain safe at the most critical moment."

"Yes."

Although Sebastian was happy when he first heard about Rosalie choosing to keep him safe, he was filled with frustration right now.

Seeing Sebastian right now, Christopher asked, "Since Rose chose you, it's clear that you're more important to her than Theodore is. Why are you still upset? You look like someone owes you a huge sum." Sebastian smacked the teacup hard on the table.

"Rose kicked up a fuss, wanting to find Theodore. How can I be happy about that? Although she chose me, I'd rather she picked me to get injured when I see her like this right now. That way, she might be concerned for me. She'd be kicking up a fuss to find me instead."

Christopher said with a frown, "Don't throw a tantrum. It's most important that you're safe. If you were to get injured, you might just die there."

Upon hearing Christopher's words, Sebastian said with displeasure, "Why would I die there if I got injured? Is Theodore stronger than I am to you? He wouldn't die after getting shot by an arrow, but I'd die immediately?"

own life? It's very reasonable for Rose to be worried about him right now. If it were you, she would be equally worried, too. She must have been in great misery, making such a choice under such

I can't stand seeing Rose care so much for that man! What's so good about him? He keeps hurting Rose, but now, he pretends to be so in love and dedicated to her in a bid to win her back. I've

that Christopher was staring at

cover things up. "I know, Uncle. I should try to understand her. I spoke so rashly because I care too

some things, but very few,"

"Really? Very few?"

think I'm lying to

here's some advice for you. Stay apart from

Sebastian said, his brows furrowing. "Are you telling me to

and her mind is filled with Theodore. You'll only get angry seeing her think about Theodore all the

won't get angry at

keep your temper