Chasing My Pregnant Wife

After Rosalie pushed them out, she slammed the door shut with a loud bang. Her body gave out, and she collapsed to the floor, closing her eyes in anguish.

"Rose!" Sebastian called as he knocked on the door. "I'm sorry."

"Stop talking! Just leave! Please, just go. I don't want to see either of you right now. I need some space."

Chandra sighed helplessly. "We should go."

Sebastian knew there was no point in staying and causing more conflict. The two of them left together.

Inside the elevator, Chandra said coldly, "Sebastian, don't think I don't know why you didn't tell her earlier. Are you still harboring feelings for her?" "Grandma, Rose and I are both adults. Whatever happens between us is none of your business anymore."

"She's my granddaughter, and you're my grandson. Do you think I wouldn't care about this?"

Sebastian turned to glare at her with icy eyes. "Grandma, Rose and I were once married. If we had consummated our marriage, what would you do about it? Besides, are you planning to announce to the world that she's your granddaughter? Don't forget, my uncle's wife is still alive, and she's not someone to be trifled with. If she learns about Rose's existence, what do you think will happen? Back then, didn't you force my uncle into marrying her because of her father's position?"

"That's enough!" Chandra snapped angrily. "What do you even know about the past? You weren't even born back then!"

born yet, but that doesn't make your actions any more noble. So, Grandma, don't try to lecture me. You'd better stay out of

a ding, the elevator doors opened. Sebastian stepped out without another word, leaving

his departing figure with furrowed brows. A sense

more ruthless

enjoy the meal. He sighed several times and eventually put

Spencer, do you not have an appetite?" Yerick asked, setting down his cutlery as well. "Are you still worried about Miss Harper?

Wesley's expression was haggard,

his emotions were

said, "My mother has passed away, my wife has divorced me, and now this has happened. I can't convince myself not

that important to you? Are you

to me. I love her. I wish that bullet had hit me instead.

turned red, and hot tears welled up, ready to

sympathetic, but deep in his eyes, there seemed to be a

you must have been devastated when

gaze, his face falling as memories from the past surfaced. A heavy sense of repression filled