Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Seeing Yvonne, Rosalie heaved a sigh of relief. Finally, here came someone sensible!

She shook her head. "It's a long story."

Realization dawned upon Yvonne. "I think I might have figured it out."

Rosalie approached Yvonne. "I need some fresh air."

"No problem. I'll go with you. Let me bring in a wheelchair. Hang on."

"It's alright. I don't need a wheelchair."

"You do," Yvonne insisted. "You're going for an operation tomorrow, you can't afford to tire yourself out. Sit on a wheelchair, and I'll wheel you outside. The baby in your belly is of utmost importance." Rosalie nodded. "Alright, then."

"I'll go with you," Sebastian offered.

"Rose, I'll go with you too," Yerick volunteered.

"No need. You two should just lie down here," Rosalie said.

Yvonne came back with a

of them. They must lie in bed until I return. Tell me if any one of them gets out of bed. Don't be bribed by them. Remember, however much they

"Got it. I'll keep a

love acting so much, stay here. If you dare get out of bed, I'll never talk to you again. Mark my

men nodded

was stunned into

who Yerick Zeller was, but seeing Sebastian being subdued by Rosalie was an awesome

in the hospital. The

Rosalie reached the

took in the fresh air, feeling revitalized by the minute. At the very least, she didn't feel

Rosalie's lap. "Rose, what's with Seb and

helplessly. "I'm

mad, but the two of them are beyond immature. They got jealous and were vying for my attention by pretending to have a headache and pretending to bite his own tongue. They're just like children, so made them

didn't expect Seb to be so childish! He was never