Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The mention of Youngie's name made Vincent's eyes go dim. A vicious look flashed past his eyes.

He grabbed her face and spat out through gritted teeth, "Don't talk about her!"

He used so much force it felt as though he could crush her face to pieces.

Youngie seemed very important to him indeed, Rosalie thought.

Vincent suddenly released her face, clutched his chest, and took a few steps back.

Rosalie reached out to hold him, but at the thought of what he just did to her, she retracted her hands, still feeling slightly miffed.

"We're not done with lunch yet," Vincent said as he stumbled to the dining hall.

Rosalie exhaled out loud, almost losing her balance.

After a long time, she finally managed to compose herself and crouched down to pick up the things on the floor and stuff them back into her bag. She glanced at Vincent and saw him walking to the dining hall. She walked cautiously to the door, intending to open the door and leave.

But the moment she tried to push the handle down, she realized it didn't budge one bit.

"Don't waste your energy," Vincent said coldly. "You can't open it without my fingerprint."

Rosalie sighed helplessly.

expect she would need his fingerprint to leave this

down and sat down in the dining

care of you and cooking for you, I can agree

no other choice right now. She didn't have ten billion dollars and she couldn't possibly go to Sebastian and borrow so much money from him. She couldn't afford to return the money

up the dishes and called

I want to stay outside and

"What's wrong, Rose?"

cool down. I'll be back in about

silent for a

not want to

for fear that he would misunderstand "Seb, trust me. I'll definitely come back I'll come

trust you." Sebastian's voice sounded

second at how calm

her. She had disappointed him time and time again,

he was always so willing to

Rosalie felt very guilty.

instead of heading out to look for Theodore. Not

wondered if she could even

up,