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?"

it carefully. "Yes, this is it. I saw it at the restaurant last time. I wanted to ask

during their previous encounter,

going on?" Rosalie asked, struggling to maintain

the

"Your eldest son?"

brother. But you're his illegitimate 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 had no choice but to send you

a deep breath before asking, "Then... Where is

suicide before you

would he do that?" Rosalie's eyes began to glisten

suffered from severe

at the time, perhaps pushed him too hard." Chandra took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears.

mother?

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

honorable, but if there was any other choice,