Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Although Theodore had also shot at Vincent, Rosalie hadn't seen that kind of viciousness in his eyes. Moreover, when Sebastian made his move, Theodore had stopped him.

If Theodore truly wanted Vincent dead, he could have easily let Sebastian handle it without interference. Considering all of this, Rosalie chose Theodore.

Seeing Rosalie remain silent, Theodore pressed on, "Rose, you haven't answered my question. If you don't trust me, why did you choose me?"

"Please stop asking, alright? I just picked someone at random. I didn't think too much about it."

She couldn't speak badly of Sebastian in front of Theodore. Besides, this was just her feelings, not necessarily the truth.

Theodore took a deep breath. "Fine, I won't ask. But Rose, if he really dies, what are you going to do?"

"Stop saying that. He won't die. He absolutely won't die!"

Theodore said nothing. Vincent was severely wounded, and Theodore didn't hold out much hope. The man was likely to die, but judging from Rosalie's reaction, if he did, she would be devastated. Theodore couldn't even deal with Sebastian, and now Vincent was added to the mix.

Sebastian was a cunning and treacherous person, while Vincent was ruthless and reckless.

overwhelming heaviness in his heart. When would this

how

in a lot of pain. He had abandoned her, and she would surely be heartbroken-but he had no

Aurora, but

where the medical

car, placed on a stretcher, and rushed

operating room flickered on. Rosalie, covered in

the blood covering her hands,

hands on her clothes, trying to remove the blood, but the more she wiped,

was there so much

forward and embraced

immediately took off his coat and but no matter how ha to wipe the

so much blood...

Vincent had little chance of surviving, but seeing Rosalie in such pain, he couldn't

said,