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.

was hazy. The tall buildings were faintly

the streets and alleys, their figures flashing in

and solemn. His gaze was fixed on Rosalie, his eyes betraying endless anxiety and pain. His face was pale, and a helpless sorrow appeared between his brows, like

checking his body temperature, terrified that he was growing cold. She took off her jacket and wrapped it

"You can't die."

lost consciousness, his

faster! Faster!" Rosalie

going as fast as I can. I've called the

strand of hair off Justin's forehead, tears dripping down

"Rose, this isn't your fault. You don't need to

up!" Rosalie shouted. "If you hadn't blown up his house and barged in, he wouldn't have ended up like this! You didn't listen to anything I said! I trusted you but this is how you

trying my best to save him. Didn't you already choose to trust