Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"It's fine. At least he's here to save you and you'll be fine."

Vincent no longer feared death, having lived life so dangerously with the risk of dying hanging over his head constantly. Dying today or tomorrow made no difference to him. In fact, dying early meant quicker relief for him.

Rosalie tried her best to help Vincent stand up and said to Theodore, "Theo, can you..."

Before Rosalie could complete her sentence, another bunch of men rushed in.

"Rose, are you alright? Quick, come to me! I'm here to save you!"

Sebastian saw Rosalie standing with Vincent and noticed the blood on her. He was frightened out of his wits and immediately fired a few shots at Vincent. "No!"

Rosalie yelled hysterically as she saw Vincent collapse on the floor, shot by Sebastian's gun. "No, no!"

Rosalie knelt on the floor and cried in agony, "Vincent, Justin... Justin, don't die! Please, don't die!"

"Sebastian, you mad dog!" Theodore held him back. "What are you doing?"

standing here, doing nothing. You useless bum, since you can't protect her, let

"How

He was in disbelief hearing

her first time scolding him

things happen like

was worried to death about you. I've been searching for you nonstop. Do you know what kind of a person he is? He goes by the moniker

with

He doesn't bat an

my savior! If not for him would have been tortured and killed by a bunch of hooligans. How many times must repeat myself? Why do all of you

swnd

of collapse the

them like this, refusing to listen to her and being presumptuous know-it-alls? They assumed

injured to begin with, and Theodore had already shot him earlier. Sebastian added a few more bullets, and Vincent