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

in bed until I return. Tell me if any one of them gets out of bed. Don't be bribed by

I'll keep a close eye on

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

two men

was stunned into

didn't know who Yerick Zeller was, but seeing Sebastian being subdued by Rosalie was

small garden in the hospital. The sky was turning dark as the sun slowly disappeared from

and Rosalie

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

lap. "Rose,

chuckled helplessly.

by pretending to have a headache and pretending to bite his own tongue. They're just like children, so made them lie in

out laughing. "I didn't expect Seb to be