Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Rosalie hugged Steve tight, her entire body shaking.

"Yerick, are you going to kill me?"

"Kill you? Haha..." Yerick laughed. "Rose, if I wanted to kill you, you would have died long ago. Why would I wait till now?" Rosalie tried her best to keep herself calm. She took a deep breath and said, "What do you want?"

"Call Theodore."

"What do you want me to say?"

Narrowing his eyes, Yerick said, "He's rushing over right now. Tell him that you have something to attend to and not to come."

Rosalie hesitated.

"What, are you not willing to do that?" He loaded the gun and warned, "Rose, there is a limit to my patience. I don't want to kill you, but I'm a bad guy, after all. Bad guys are capable of anything."

"I...I'll call him." Rosalie didn't dare to provoke Yerick unnecessarily.

"Wait," Yerick said as he lifted a hand. "Give me your phone."

warily at him,

irritably, "Give

warning to Rosalie. She had no choice but to hand her phone to

up. He saw the text Rosalie was drafting to Theodore, unfinished and unsent. He deleted all the text and retrieved Theodore's number

handed the phone back to Rosalie. "Don't put it

steps back. Very soon, Theodore

"Hey, Rose."

shut her eyes, trying her best to keep her voice steady. "Theo, don't

not? I have something to tell

very important, but it's not a good time right now. I need to

go find you and I can accompany you for

still insisting on

and threatening voice, "If he comes, I'll kill

Spencer, I told you not

matter. I

I'm done. Remember, don't come. Even if you do,