Chasing My Pregnant Wife

However, what Justin said made sense. Who could be happy seeing their house bombed?

Rosalie didn't get mad at Justin. This time, Theodore was to blame.

"I apologize to you on his behalf. I'm sorry," Rosalie said. "Don't worry, I'll compensate you for your house. I'll do it right now-let me write a check for you."

She then pulled out a checkbook from her bag. "10,000 dollars in addition to your house. Give me a figure."

Justin stared at the checkbook in Rosalie's hands and remained silent.

"What's the matter?" she asked, concerned. "Do you feel unwell again?"

Justin shook his head. "No. I just haven't thought about the amount."

Rosalie pondered for a moment before saying, "How about this? I'll send someone to evaluate your house."

Let's talk about money

her

brought a wheelchair and carefully helped Justin on it. Then, she pushed him to the garden in the hospital

setting sun, a slight breeze blowing up his

carpet. The orangey-red sunlight shone on every blade of grass, reflecting their bright and mesmerizing colors. The gentle breeze rustled the leaves, sending a melodious harmony into the

It was clear, its surface quiet.

a cold, so she covered his legs with a blanket. "After

and smiled warmly at her.

"What is it?"

woman fancy a man like

stunned for a moment, not expecting him to ask her something

said, "Of course. You're great. I'm

up hurting her instead? Even if such a woman existed, I might not be

think so? If you're worried about your trauma response, you can find a psychologist for it. Whatever it is, I'm sure there's a way out