Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"Theo, he's my savior. Don't hurt him! I won't let any of you hurt him!"

"What did you say?" Theodore muttered in disbelief. "He...he's your savior?" "Yes. He saved me when I was in danger! Hurting him is akin to hurting me!" Theodore didn't know what was going on. Things were not what he imagined it to be. He wasn't sure if Rosalie was bewitched by Vincent and therefore not thinking clearly.

However, he could make out the strangle marks on Rosalie's neck. It was surely the result of a violent outburst. Was it by the hands of this man?

If things were really as Rosalie had said, then why was she still here? She didn't go home and was uncontactable. What kind of saving did this man do? "Rose, I got it. Give me the gun. I won't hurt him."

Rosalie was so agitated that if he were to continue firing at Vincent, it would surely cause her to react even more agitatedly.

"Really?" Rosalie asked.

Theodore nodded. "Yes, give me the gun now."

He was very worried that she might misfire and accidentally hurt herself.

the gun back to

at the marks on Rosalie's neck again,

hand on the gun, he immediately ordered his subordinates,

and aimed their

me!" Rosalie yelled. "How could you

forward and grabbed his collar. "Let him go! Don't point your guns at him! I won't allow you to treat him

what did he do to you?" Theodore grabbed her shoulders. "Did he inject some drug in you so you lost your mind? He hurt you

Rosalie slapped him hard.

you divorced me for Cynthia's sake, you've been looking

was stunned by Rosalie's

"Rose, you..."

now. If you kill Vincent, I'll hate you for life and