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.

she's mad at me or not, I'll still have hit you two. It wouldn't be a loss for me. Go ahead,

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

all looking to

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

How's dinner coming

We'll start now," Yerick said,

much time arguing that they hadn't even

a headache

front of her. "I'll do it. I'll start washing

go to

My head hurts. If it's too much trouble, you might

a pang of panic at Rosalie's tone of

now on, I won't argue

said that many times before," Rosalie replied, exasperated. "Do as you wish. If you want to fight,

turned to Justin. "How's

the room,"

check on him. You all handle dinner. Argue or fight

walked into the room,