Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie drove into the underground parking lot. After parking the car, she took the elevator upstairs. As she approached her house, she heard an argument coming from inside.

"Yerick, are you trying to stir up trouble again?"

"I'm not stirring up trouble. It was you who started yelling at me first!"

"Brat, if you've got guts, let's settle this one-on-one! Don't think I won't hit you just because you're younger."

Rosalie frowned. Just as she was about to enter and scold them, another voice interrupted.

"If you two keep arguing, I'll knock both of you out."

It was Justin's voice.

Sebastian sneered. "Justin, what business is it of yours to meddle?"

"You fighting here could upset Rose, so it's not meddling. Teaching you both a lesson wouldn't take any effort at all."

"If you lay a finger on me, Rose will be mad at you!" Yerick retorted angrily.

not, I'll still have hit you two. It wouldn't be a loss for me. Go ahead, test

the doorbell. The three men rushed to open the door. Standing outside, she gave them a cold glare before stepping

all looking

to fight. We were just arguing, that's all. We wouldn't actually fight," Yerick said obediently, quickly shifting the topic. "How did it go with

How's dinner

now," Yerick

had spent so much time arguing that they hadn't

feeling a headache coming on.

said, stepping in front of her. "I'll do it. I'll

go to the kitchen, you'll

hear it anymore. My head hurts. If it's too much trouble, you might well all leave. Go ahead, argue and

panic at Rosalie's tone

I promise from now on, I won't argue with Yerick

times before," Rosalie replied, exasperated. "Do

turned to Justin. "How's

in the

all handle dinner. Argue

walked into the