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

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

you 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

left. How's dinner

away. We'll start now," Yerick said, dashing into the

that they hadn't even started cooking

headache

front of her. "I'll

you go to the kitchen,

My head hurts. If it's too much trouble, you might well all leave. Go ahead, argue and fight to your heart's

of panic at

promise from now on, I won't

Rosalie replied, exasperated. "Do as you wish. If

turned to Justin.

the room," Justin

go check on him. You all handle dinner. Argue or fight as much as you want-I'm

walked into the