Chasing My Pregnant Wife

It was a silent gesture of comfort.

It was the only thing Rosalie could do.

An expression of empathy between two human beings.

People would naturally react sadly when they hear of other people's tragedies, instead of being cold or numb or even mocking them.

This was probably the difference between man and beast.

As it turns out, he kept hallucinating and calling out Youngie's name and apologizing to her because of this.

"So...so you wanted revenge by killing everyone who hurt Youngie, is that it?" Rosalie asked as she choked back tears.

"That's right," Vincent said, a look of viciousness flashing past his eyes. "I killed them, cooked their flesh and bones, and made them eat it. I dug out their guts and fed them to dogs. I spared none of them!"

Rage boiled in his blood and hatred remained in his heart all this time. Nothing he did could erase that anger and hopelessness he experienced.

Even though all of the culprits died, that hatred was deeply etched in his heart. He couldn't let go of it, never in his entire life!

collapsed on the floor and their bodies started rotting, they

out some napkins to wipe his tears

Vincent grabbed her

You weren't hearing things. Do you want

bit her

I'll bring

pulled Rosalie up and toward the basement. He grabbed Rosalie by her arm and walked

slightly old and

started preparing dinner, she walked past this door and heard

heard from Now that she' Vincent about his experiences and he was taking her to the basement she couldn't help but imagine the possibilities

look too good down

around and said, "I'm ready. With you

would definitely not dare to go down. Now that

somehow gave

security. Although he

good man and

be dark and cruel by nature,