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."

the cold sweat from her brow. "What do we

thought quickly and said, "Listen carefully. If anyone asks, we heard a noise and came out to check. That's when we saw Rebecca falling down the stairs. It has

yes." Angie nodded vigorously.

of them agreed on their story and resolved to keep

Angie or Aurora who had pushed Rebecca down the stairs no longer mattered.

they were in the same boat. If the boat sank, they would

talks?" "That's..." Aurora was filled with fear. "Yes, what if she tells someone? Honestly, at her age, after falling down the stairs,

us? And what about Rosalie? She'll be there, stirring up trouble," Aurora said anxiously. "If Rebecca really wakes

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

not seriously thinking about killing her, are you?

Angie, you need to remember-we're on the same side now.

nervously.