Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie glanced at the screen. "Since when did I start writing novels? How come I didn't know about it?"

"Stop lying! This is obviously your work! Otherwise, why would our names appear in the book?" Angie roared. Rosalie remained indifferent. "That, I wouldn't know."

"You don't know? Rosalie, you clearly-"

"Angie..." Aurora grabbed her arm.

Angie suppressed her anger and placed the phone on the table.

"Rosalie," Aurora said, "I didn't even know you could write."

"This book isn't mine. Believe it or not," Rosalie said.

At that moment, the book was updated with a new chapter. The content still focused on Angie and Aurora.

Angie read the chapter on the spot. At the end of it, the author left a note.

[I'll upload a few more chapters today. I'm working hard on them; updates will come soon.]

of them looked up at Rosalie.

nonsense. You two called me here just because of some novel?

She turned to leave.

or not you wrote this book, it's definitely connected to you. You can't smear Angie and me like this. If you

names. Why are you so agitated and assume

turned and walked

"You..."

Aurora stopped her. "Forget it. Chasing after her won't do any good. Let's

returned to the car, where Justin was

"How did it go?"

feeling guilty," Rosalie

when they saw their actions described

the detective suggested this method earlier, Rosalie had found it bold. But now, it seemed quite effective. At the very least,

panic, filled them with guilt,

had done, had evidence, and could expose them at any

drove Rosalie to the

was there, and they had come to pick him up. The caregiver led them to find Steve, but amidst all the children in the nursery, Steve was nowhere to