Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Where did it all go wrong? Was it because he hadn't been sincere enough?

Sebastian slumped, as if he had lost all his strength and hope. His fists were clenched tightly, nails digging into his flesh.

No, things couldn't be this way. Absolutely not!

He and Rosalie had finally reached this point, and then this Vincent guy suddenly appeared. Where did this man come from? He had disrupted his plans! Sebastian wouldn't allow it.

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Darkness enveloped the entire car. The bulletproof vehicle moved steadily through the shadows. The car was jet black, resembling a silent and fearless beast, its steel body gleaming with a cold, metallic light. Inside, Rosalie held Vincent tightly in her arms, her eyes filled with deep concern.

The car was filled with blood-soaked bandages.

the night sky was hazy. The tall buildings

a faint glow, creating fragmented, mysterious shadows. People hurriedly walked along the streets and alleys, their figures flashing in

was fixed on Rosalie, his eyes betraying endless anxiety and pain. His face was pale, and a helpless sorrow appeared between his brows, like a solitary boat trapped in a swamp. "Justin, you have to hold on. You can't

body temperature, terrified that he was growing

"You can't die."

lost consciousness, his breath

Faster!" Rosalie urged

can. I've called the medical team. They're preparing and will arrive in a

pushed a strand of hair off Justin's forehead, tears dripping down onto him. "I'm sorry. I'm

this isn't your fault. You don't need to apologize

ended up like this!

trying my best to save him.