Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chandra let out a small sigh of relief.

"Rose, no matter whose child he is, that child is still a member of our family."

"Steve is not part of your family," Rosalie replied. "He is my child. He's neither a Jackson nor a Fisher."

"I know this is difficult for you to accept. I won't force you to acknowledge your roots immediately. I'll give you time to think it over. But you are, after all, my granddaughter. No matter what, I think we should stay in contact."

"I don't think that's necessary," Rosalie said coldly. "Although I now know who my parents are, this knowledge doesn't change anything for me. My child and I will live our lives well without you. Since I'm an illegitimate child-an embarrassment-let's keep this secret buried forever. Don't let anyone know. Miss Fisher, you should leave now."

Hearing Rosalie's firm dismissal, Chandra seemed a little flustered. "Rose..."

"Don't call me that." Rosalie stared at her, struggling to contain her emotions. "We're not that close. Don't forget, you once tried to take my child and were incredibly aggressive about it. If not for the coincidence of discovering I'm your granddaughter, you wouldn't have let me off so easily, would you?"

"What I did before was wrong. But if it weren't for that, I wouldn't have found you. So in a way, it was a blessing in disguise,

blessing," Rosalie said bluntly.

it clear she didn't want to continue the conversation. She couldn't

that her sudden visit and revelations were too abrupt. Though

leave for now. But

Chandra seemed to anticipate this. "I won't give up so easily. You've been wearing that bracelet and searching for your family. Now you've found them, isn't that a good

Don't say another word," Rosalie snapped.

The doorbell rang again.

thought was whether Theodore had

to the door and looked . peephole. Outside stood the

It was Sebastian.

Rosalie opened the door.