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.

to look at him. "Thank you

such matters. I can tell they both care deeply for you, so they

to win my favor in such a way. I prefer someone like you-calm

join Sebastian and Yerick in competing

Rosalie regretted it. Her words

"Justin, I mean they don't need to try so hard to please me, and neither

If you'd feel better with me gone, I can leave right now." Whatever he did, he always prioritized her feelings rather than his

You're fine here.

nodded. "Alright, I understand. If anything makes

You should go back to your room. You're not fully recovered yet, so you

too," Justin said before turning to

returned

the bathroom, Rosalie cried silently

back. She didn't want to lose control and Jean on him for

sound of running water masked her sobs and washed away her

life had spiraled out of control.