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 the present and live every day to the fullest. She wouldn't want you to be in

sorry for keeping you here and treating you as Youngie over the last few days. I was just pursuing memories of the past and living in an illusion. When I first saw you, it was as if I

helplessness filled his eyes. He was drowning inside and unable to save himself.

and pain. He was trying to explain his behavior,

Whether you were treating me

didn't take you as Youngie, I would

all seriousness, "I can't stand seeing women being taken advantage

in silence, a mix of complex emotions hanging in

Perhaps she was just

the floor. Let me

He stumbled in his steps,

helped him to the

fell upon the house as

shone on