Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Aurora and Angie watched as Rebecca tumbled down the stairs, almost letting out a scream in shock. They instinctively reached out to pull her back, but it was already too late.

The two women stood at the top of the stairs, completely at a loss.

Aurora immediately accused Angie. "You pushed her!"

"Me?!" Angie retorted, her voice sharp. "It wasn't me! You were the one who pushed her! I was only trying to help you, and now you're blaming me for it!"

The tension between them escalated, and it seemed they were about to turn on each other.

Realizing the gravity of the situation, Aurora knew she couldn't afford to argue with Angie at this critical moment. Fighting over who had pushed Rebecca down the stairs would only lead to their mutual downfall.

"Angie," Aurora said, grabbing her hand firmly. "What's done is done. We have to cover this up, or we're both finished. We're in this together now, so don't let anything slip."

wiped the cold sweat from her brow. "What

and came out to check. That's when we saw Rebecca falling down the stairs. It has nothing to do with us.

Angie nodded

story and resolved to keep the incident

who had pushed Rebecca down the stairs no longer mattered. They were both

were in the same boat. If the

Instead, she's in a coma. What if she wakes up and talks?" "That's..." Aurora was filled with fear. "Yes, what if she tells someone?

be there, stirring up trouble," Aurora said anxiously. "If Rebecca

do we do now?" Angie asked. "We can't exactly kill her,

glint in Aurora's eyes and exclaimed in shock, You're not seriously thinking about killing her, are you? But

need to remember-we're on the same side now. Whatever

swallowed nervously. "I