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!

But when they knelt and begged me for mercy, when they collapsed on the floor and their bodies started rotting, they ended up as nothing

napkins to wipe his

grabbed her

coming from the basement. You weren't hearing things. Do you want to know what

bit her lips and

I'll

by her arm and walked

door looked slightly old and even the handle

Rosalie started preparing dinner, she walked

opened the door to head down and take a look, but ended up being frightened. he had heard from Now that she' Vincent about his experiences and he was taking her to the basement she couldn't

it doesn't look too good down there.

said, "I'm ready. With you around, I'm not scared

alone, she would definitely not dare to go down. Now that

somehow gave her

security. Although he didn't

good man and

and cruel by nature,