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!"

baby to Justin and bent down to gather her scattered belongings. She shoved everything hastily into

the ground by Justin, lay groaning and unable to

of them furiously. "You're useless!

a bracelet on the ground. Her eyes widened

pick it up, Rosalie darted over, snatching it first and stuffing

Chandra

do you want now?" Rosalie snapped, glaring at

with one arm while raising the gun with the

stepped between them. "Everyone, calm down! The police

free from Chandra's grip, shoved the bracelet into her bag, and quickly left with Justin. Chandra

out of my way! I have

then, a phone

her tone

change drastically. Her gaze turned toward the direction Rosalie and Justin had

their clothes?" she asked

black, the other in light teal. They were