Chasing My Pregnant Wife

After Aurora went back to bed and laid down, she kept rolling around and couldn't fall asleep.

Something felt strange.

Sebastian was clearly wicked, having tried to kill her and Theodore. She hated Sebastian to the core and wished he were dead.

Anyone who tried to harm Theodore deserved death.

But... Why did she feel slightly panicked?

The thought of Sebastian going to jail somehow felt wrong to her.

Finally, she recalled something and sat up on the bed.

If Sebastian died, there would be nothing standing between Rosalie and Theodore.

Was Theodore doing this on purpose? Did he send Sebastian to jail so he could get Rosalie and even be a father?

A loose woman like Rosalie wouldn't be upset with the death of her husband, and would surely turn to Theodore in the blink of an eye.

Aurora thought things through, she started

go to jail! If he did, no one

sheets tight. She was suddenly at a loss for what to do. She was so bewildered, tears started falling

the verge of reconciliation. Aurora couldn't just stand idly by doing nothing. She

racked her brains for ideas, she soon

go to his room for the later part

to jail and Rosalie smugly leaping

dawn, when the first day of sunshine peeped through the towering buildings and shone

lush trees and an exquisitely trimmed garden. The morning air was fresh and the breeze

was made of warm gray stone, gleaming in the morning sun. The lush, green grass in the courtyard lay before the villa, glistening with dew and reflecting the rays of

colorful variety of flowers

the villa, flanked by two neat rows of shrubs and colorful flower beds, making for a

was wearing a long white

on her wrist. It was a very expensive piece, and there were only five of its kind in the entire

uncomfortable wearing heels,

glittered under