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.

him. "Thank you for not acting

you, so I stay out of such matters. I can tell they both

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

and Yerick in competing

that, Rosalie regretted it. Her words seemed ambiguous and

they don't need to try so

If you'd feel better with me gone, I can leave right now." Whatever he did, he

fine here. You

anything

your room. You're not fully recovered

early too," Justin said before turning

also returned

cried silently

She didn't want to lose control and Jean on him for comfort again. That wouldn't be right. She couldn't

masked her sobs and washed

everything in her life had spiraled out of control.