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.

You won't die. I won't let

reality and

didn't you listen to me? Why didn't you? And you,

Fire burned in her eyes; her pale face turned cold as her brows furrowed and her lips pressed together, giving off an intimidating aura in her fiery anger. Theodore and Sebastian seldom saw Rosalie like this. They

did this to rescue

would I know that he saved you? This was all

don't want to talk to you. Step

carried Vincent out with all the strength she could muster. The blood on Vincent soon

won't let you die. I'll never let you die.

as he approached her. "Hand him to me. I'll save him." Rosalie