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!

are legends in this city with control over everything. Hahaha... 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 but

out some napkins to wipe his tears

Vincent grabbed

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

bit her lips

I'll bring

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

looked slightly old and

walked past this

his experiences

good down there. Be mentally

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

to go down. Now that Vincent was by her

gave her a

security. Although he didn't

good man

to be dark and cruel by nature, he wasn't