Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 944

He had indeed done something wrong, but he was not a child; he was a strong and tall man. Yet at this moment, he was helpless like a child, creating a somewhat humorous contrast. Rosalie stood up from the couch, adjusted her clothes, and walked toward the dining room.

When she reached the dining table and before she could sit down, Vincent said, "Wait a moment."

He then pulled out a chair for her. "Please sit."

After pulling out the chair, he laid a napkin for her and poured her a glass of drink.

Rosalie looked at him incredulously. "What are you doing?"

"Eating." After saying these two words, Vincent sat down opposite her.

He avoided Rosalie's gaze, as if he were trying to hide.

made Toscanian food, which Vincent loved. He had requested her to cook it

up his cutlery and helped Rosalie to some

out her chair, laying the napkin, and serving her food-this was Vincent's way of saying

"I accept

sense his sadness and fear, especially when he called out for Youngie. Vincent lowered his head and said

this man was

dinner in silence. Rosalie stood up to clean the dishes, but Vincent was

take a plate, but Vincent was

wash the dishes. You go

earnest he was, Rosalie didn't insist further. It was nice to take a break from washing

down on the couch in the living room. On the coffee table lay Vincent's phone. She picked it up and glanced at it; there was a lock screen. She

around. She had asked Vincent, but he simply said he didn't have

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