Chasing My Pregnant Wife

After the door closed, Rosalie turned and walked into the living room.

She saw Justin standing there, quietly watching her.

Rosalie gave him a small smile.

"Justin, it's getting late. You should rest early," she said.

"Rose, did those two give you a lot of trouble today?" Justin asked.

Rosalie let out a gentle sigh. "It was a bit troublesome, but at least it distracted me from thinking about Grandma. Now that they've left, I'm starting to think about it again."

Seeing that Rosalie was on the verge of tears, Justin immediately stepped forward. "Should I call them back? With their constant bickering, the house would be lively again."

Rosalie was amused. "That's not what I meant. Don't worry, I'll manage my emotions. This too shall pass. I just want to find evidence to prove Grandma was murdered."

As she said the last sentence, her expression turned somber.

"I'll help you investigate. Until then, I'm not going anywhere," Justin said.

look at him.

out of such matters. I can tell they both care deeply for you, so they can't help

need them to win my favor in such a way. I prefer someone like

didn't join Sebastian and Yerick in competing for her favor, and she was

regretted it. Her words seemed ambiguous and

mean they don't need to

to worry that I'll overthink. My only concern is for your peace of mind. If you'd feel better with me gone, I can leave right now." Whatever he did, he always prioritized her feelings rather

You're fine here.

nodded. "Alright, I understand. If anything makes you uncomfortable,

to your room. You're not fully recovered yet,

rest early too," Justin said before turning

returned to

the bathroom, Rosalie cried

to cry in front of Justin earlier but held back. She didn't want to lose control and Jean on him for comfort

masked her sobs

her life had spiraled out of control.