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.

at him. "Thank you for not acting like them

stay out of such matters. I can tell they both care deeply for you,

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

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

she said that, Rosalie regretted it. Her words seemed ambiguous and could easily

"Justin, I mean they don't need to try so

I'll overthink. My only concern is for your peace of mind. If you'd feel

You're fine here.

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

back to your room. You're not fully

before turning

returned to her

the bathroom, Rosalie cried silently

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

water masked her sobs and washed away her

in her life had spiraled out of control. One misfortune