Chasing My Pregnant Wife

"You..." Chandra's eyes bulged in fury. "I'll remember this!"

"That's exactly what you should do," Justin replied coldly. "So you won't pull another foolish stunt next time. I'll count to three. If you don't hand over the child, I'll blow your brains out!" "Three..."

"Mom, just give the child back to her! Hurry!" Xyla pleaded desperately.

"Two..."

Chandra seethed with rage, but her survival instincts kicked in. The man in front of her looked like someone who wouldn't hesitate to follow through on his threat. Just as Justin was about to say the final number, she reluctantly handed the child over. Rosalie rushed forward and snatched Steve back, holding him tightly. She cooed softly, "Steve, don't be scared. Mommy's here."

From outside, the wail of police sirens broke through the air. Hearing the commotion in the private dining room, the restaurant staff had called the police.

"You need to leave now," Xyla urged. "I'll explain to the police."

Slap!

Chandra slapped Xyla hard across the face. "Your mother had a gun to her head, and you're siding with them?!"

Xyla clutched her stinging cheek. "Mom, you started all of this! Can't we just de-escalate the situation? I'm begging you!"

and bent down to gather her

to the ground by Justin, lay groaning and unable

one of them furiously. "You're useless! You can't even

bracelet on the ground. Her eyes widened in

bent down to pick it up, Rosalie darted over, snatching it first and stuffing it

minute!" Chandra grabbed

do you want now?" Rosalie

barked, holding the baby with one arm while raising the gun with the other, aiming it at

them. "Everyone, calm down! The

left with Justin. Chandra

my way! I have questions

a

her tone

other end said something that made Chandra's face change drastically. Her gaze

were their clothes?" she asked

the other in light teal. They were carrying a