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.

bring you to the hospital. You won't die. I won't let you die! Youngie won't let you die,

back to reality and

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

the brink of collapse, almost unable to catch her breath. Fire burned in her eyes; her pale face turned cold as her brows furrowed

this

anxiously. "This man...how would I know that he saved you? This

want to talk to you. Step

Vincent out with all the strength she could muster. The

face 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

me. I'll save him." Rosalie stopped in her tracks and looked up. "Really? Will you