Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie couldn't care less right now. Even if the doctor were to call the police, all she wanted to do now was to keep Vincent alive. If he were to die right here, right now, all would be lost.

Vincent lifted a hand and gently caressed Rosalie's face, wiping her tears away.

"Don't cry. We don't know each other very well, anyway. It's fine even if I die."

"No, I won't allow you to die! I won't! Vincent, hold on. I beg you, hold on a while longer."

"If I die, I can go find my sister. Don't be sad. Seems like both of them love you very much. But... I still hope that you can be happy. Don't get tied down just because the other party loves you. Rose, don't trust men so easily." "Justin, open your eyes! Open your eyes!"

Rosalie tried so hard to pry his eyes open.

She gritted her teeth and carried Vincent from the ground with all her might.

I won't let you die! Youngie won't

back to reality and immediately stepped forward.

to stop. Why didn't you listen to me? Why didn't you? And you, Seb. You shouldn't have blindly shot at him. You two...you

as her brows furrowed and her lips pressed together, giving off

this to rescue

that he saved you? This was all a misunderstanding,

aside! I don't want to talk to you. Step

was weak and frail, but she carried Vincent out with all the strength she could muster. The blood on

went pale, her body covered with blood and sweat. She gritted her teeth and turned to say, "Vincent, won't let you die. I'll never let you die. Youngie won't want to see you die, either. She definitely wants you to live on happily.

him." Rosalie stopped in her