Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Seb, thank you for helping me take care of my baby. I don't know how to thank you enough."

"Don't stand on ceremony with me. I should be doing this in the first place as the father of the child."

Rosalie's face stiffened at his words.

Noticing Rosalie's silence, Sebastian went on, "Rose, are you still thinking about Theodore? Do you still want him to be the father of your child?"

Rosalie said, "Seb, things between Theo and I are over. Don't worry about us. I'll do what I promised you. I only brought up divorce before because I was too sad. I won't bring it up again in the future." "It's alright, Rose. I'm not blaming you. I fully understand how you feel."

"Let's leave it as it is for now, Seb. We'll talk more after I get back. I'm hanging up."

"Alright, Rose. Goodbye."

Both of them hung up.

Vincent took a mouthful of alcohol and turned to glance at Rosalie, who was spacing out with both hands resting on the kitchen counter.

Vincent arched a brow as he leaned back casually on the couch.

"You sound very polite talking to your husband. Isn't it his job to take care of your child? Unless the child isn't his."

head. He was an observant man,

"The child is

so?" Vincent asked.

"Almost three months."

furrowed at Rosalie's

carrying your ex-husband's child when you married

affair." Rosalie's voice turned

things to outsiders and she intended to leave right after preparing this meal for him. Rosalie picked

the chopping board, making loud

Vincent's fingers tapped lightly

the couch as he asked lazily, "What did

you divorce him and marty another man despite

Rosalie ignored him.

"Did he

Rosalie continued ignoring him.

again,

knife. "Why do you think it must be my ex-husband who did something that caused our divorce? What if I was

have eyes that stray. They don't treasure what they have and only start regretting it when they lose it."

was cold, a sardonic smirk