Chasing My Pregnant Wife

On the other end of the phone, Theodore remained silent for a few seconds. He seemed like he wanted to say something, but ultimately didn't. Sensing this, Rosalie quickly said, "Finding your mom is more important right now. Whatever it is, we can talk about it after she's found."

The issues between her and Theodore were no longer of significance.

"I got it. I'll go look for her now. You should get some rest."

Rosalie hummed in acknowledgment and ended the call. Helping Theodore made her feel better. She was sincerely grateful to Justin. She considered calling to thank him, but given how late it was, she worried about disturbing him. Instead, she sent him a message. [Thank you. I've already informed Theo, and the information was very helpful.]

Justin replied, [You're welcome.]

Rosalie responded, [Good night, sleep well.]

Justin texted, [I will. You too.]

the bed, gently holding Steve. Her eyes were on him as she murmured, "Baby, your grandma

a basin of cold water was poured over Sydney, jolting her

eyes darting around. She found herself in a cold warehouse. The surroundings were cluttered with

home and parking in a desolate area. Chandra had wanted to

her to get back

struck the back of her head with a rod.

opened her eyes again,

back of her head

open. An elegantly dressed

in the warehouse flickered on,

and asked coldly, "How was

her face as she swallowed with difficulty. Her throat was dry, and so were her lips. She asked in a hoarse voice, "Why are you doing this?