Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Since he dared to say something like that, he must be confident he could follow through. Every word came from his heart. Yet, why did Rosalie keep thinking about Theodore?

Sebastian felt increasingly bitter. Theodore had been a jerk in the past, and now, he was nothing but a coward.

What on earth did she see in that man?

"Rose, you're way too naive."

Rosalie looked at him helplessly, her hand gently brushing his cheek. "Does it still hurt?"

Sebastian shook his head. "Not at all."

"You're lying. How could it not hurt? Let me apologize on her behalf."

"It's fine, I don't mind. I understand how she must have felt at the time. If I were in her shoes, I'd be furious too. She only lashed out because she cares about you. Your former mother-in-law has always treated you well, especially since you're carrying her grandchild. She just wanted to make sure you were safe first."

Sydney stood outside, leaning against the wall, her eyes closed as she took a deep breath. Her heart ached with every word.

Was Sebastian really speaking kindly of her? Why wasn't he using this opportunity to say something bad about her and make Rosalie steer clear of her?

Maybe Sydney had been wrong about Sebastian all along. She had insulted him, belittled him, and looked down on him without ever truly understanding him. Wasn't it unfair to make up her mind about him after only a few brief meetings?

Perhaps it was her own prejudice. She thought Sebastian was just Geoffrey's son, and that bias had clouded her view from the start.

Once a bias is formed, it's hard to shake.

her own son, guilt washed over her. She regretted the way she had

died; she was haunted by nightmares of her baby,

resented Geoffrey for telling her the truth. She wished he had let her go on believing the baby was gone, sparing her from the pain of all those lost years. But deep down,

and composed herself before entering the

surprised to see her. "Mom, you're

Sebastian turned his head.

She hadn't expected her

face..." It was the

heart. Her mind replayed the moment she hit him and the cruel words

could a mother call her own son such horrible names? How deeply must

found out she was his

so biased. He was her child too,

here to see Rose? I'll give you

He turned to leave.

Rosalie called

He looked back. "Yes?"

no need

he

had with Sydney, there

think it's appropriate

nothing inappropriate about it," Sydney chimed in. "You can

eyes avoided Sebastian's, as if she couldn't bear to look at him, like she was hiding

in an air of confidence. Why did she seem so uneasy