Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie poured a glass of warm water for Chandra and placed it on the table before sitting down nearby. "Well, what did you want to tell me?" Chandra glanced around the room. "Where's the child?"

"He's in the room. What exactly do you want?"

Chandra remained silent for a long time. Suddenly, she grabbed Rosalie's hand.

Startled, Rosalie immediately pulled her hand back. "What are you doing?"

"That bracelet was custom-made for you."

Rosalie froze for a moment before quickly regaining her composure. For a brief second, she didn't know what to say.

Chandra's simple statement carried far more weight than expected.

Rosalie abruptly stood up, walked into the room, and returned a moment later with a bracelet in her hand. She placed it on the table. "Is this the one you're talking about?"

saw it at the restaurant last time. I wanted to ask you about it then, but

everything-why Chandra had asked such strange questions during their previous

going on?" Rosalie asked, struggling to

grandmother. You're the daughter of my eldest

"Your eldest son?"

child. At the time, your identity was too sensitive. If his wife had found out, the consequences would've been severe. On top of that, there was intense internal conflict within the family, so we

head and took a deep breath before asking, "Then... Where is my biological

suicide before you

do that?" Rosalie's eyes began

from

that was happening at the time, perhaps pushed him too hard." Chandra took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears. "Not long after he

my mother? Where is

your mother wasn't safe. I made an agreement with her: I would ensure your safety, but she had to leave the country and live under a different identity. We've lost contact over the years, so I don't know exactly where she is

are your parents. Your background may not be honorable, but if there was any other choice, no one would've wanted to abandon you Sending you away was