Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chandra's expression grew even more shocked at these words. "What is going on here? Whose child is this, really?"

Rosalie turned her head to look at Justin, taking in his resolute profile. A strong sense of security suddenly welled up inside her. With him here, she wasn't as afraid anymore. She calmed herself and said, "This child isn't Sebastian's. He has nothing to do with your family. The child...the child is his."

Rosalie looped her arm through Justin's.

In order to get her child back, she had no choice but to resort to this. She couldn't tell them the child was Theodore's. If word got out and reached Theodore, it would be a disaster. Chandra stood up, furious. "This is utter nonsense! Whose child is this, really?"

"This child really isn't Sebastian's. He only helped me cover it up." Rosalie extended her hand. "I'm begging you, please return my child to me."

"Mom, give the baby back to them. This child might really not be Sebastian's," Xyla said, pleading from behind.

Chandra retorted, "You called Sebastian before, and he said this child was his. Call him again and ask!"

ask," Rosalie said firmly. "I already told you, Sebastian was helping me keep it a secret. This child really

them the child back. Let's discuss this calmly and avoid a conflict," Xyla persuaded

livid. "You're a liar, through and through!" She glared coldly at Rosalie. "I'll take the child for a DNA test. If he isn't Sebastian's child, I'll return him to you. But if he

and turned to leave. Her bodyguards immediately drew their guns, aiming at

the barrels of the guns. He was unarmed-completely defenseless. Chandra

light. Like a shadow, he moved suddenly and swiftly, seizing the gun from the bodyguard in a

though well-trained, hadn't anticipated Justin's skills. By the time they reacted, their

locked in a fierce struggle. Dishes clattered to the

on a chair, flew through the air along with the chair. The contents of her bag were scattered across the floor. It

commotion, Rosalie seized the opportunity to rush toward Chandra. "Give me my

refusing to let go. Steve,

the child!" Xyla stepped forward