Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Aurora collapsed on the ground, overwhelmed by the sudden force. Her head was pounding and she cupped her red, hot cheeks with her hands. "What...what did you do? Why did you slap me?" she asked, stunned.

Yerick looked down upon her, his towering figure dark and frightening in the night. "Are you taking me as your hitman, ordering me around as you like?"

It was enough that she ordered him to kill another. How dare she ask him to kill Rosalie?! She was digging her grave!

"I didn't mean that," Aurora said agitatedly. "I'm just so scared! We're on the same boat, so we should help each other out."

"Help each other out?" Yerick crouched down and pinched her chin. "Tell me, then. What have you helped me with so far? Why do you think I arranged for you to be by Theodore's side and allowed you to get to know him? What do you think is my motive?"

"I...I don't know!" Aurora said with trembling lips. The man before her was way too frightening, his eyes ghostly as he chuckled. "But I'll do whatever you ask me to."

"What if I told you to kill Theodore? Will you do that?" Yerick asked.

"No, I can't," Aurora said agitatedly. "I can't kill Theo! I love him, I can't kill him!"

out loud. "Do you love him that much? All of you love him to death. Is he really

up, facing the

the clothes he could wear and food he could eat, with his parents by his

clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, his eyes turning

father, but such different fates. Since the heavens were so unfair, he shouldn't be faulted

from the ground. "Do you...do you hate him for having all

having everything!" Yerick approached Aurora and strangled her, his eyes bloodshot. "So I want to take everything away

couldn't breathe. She grabbed Yerick's arm and tried to push him

released her. Aurora collapsed on the ground, sputtering and coughing, taking in

very useful tool," Yerick said darkly. "I won't let you die. Next up, I have a very important mission for you. You'll surely

Aurora asked,

back to face the barbecue grill and continued grilling the squid. As he sprinkled cumin on it, the fragrance spread in the air around them. He was a

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