Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Vincent kept asking why. He buried his head in his arms and tore at his hair, yelling desperately, "Why? Why?!"

Rosalie patted his back, not knowing what to say to comfort him.

Not all pain could be soothed with mere words.

He had lost a kin, and in such a terrible way. No one would be able to bear it. If it had happened to herself, she would have broken down, too.

Vincent suddenly reached out to pull Rosalie into his arms and lock her in a tight embrace.

Rosalie was frightened. She anxiously held her palms against his broad shoulders in a bid to push him away.

Just then, Vincent pleaded in her ear, "Don't move. Let me hug you like this just for a while. Please."

Rosalie sighed inwardly.

of those villains. I trust Youngie wouldn't blame you, either. She'd want you to treasure

was just pursuing memories of the past and living in an illusion. When I

drowning inside and unable to save himself. Rosalie could hear

and pain. He was trying to explain his behavior, but he felt overwhelming helplessness at the

me. Whether you were treating me

as Youngie,

held her shoulders, and added with all

a mix of

Perhaps she was

sit on the floor. Let me help you to

nodded and stood up. He stumbled in his steps,

him

upon the house as a somber mood

the quiet night, the moon's rays shone on the ground, outlining