Chasing My Pregnant Wife

A surge of intense emotion welled up in Justin's chest. He pulled Rosalie into his arms and held her tightly.

Rosalie wrapped her trembling hands around his waist.

"Rose, do you know what you're saying?" Justin's tone was heavy, almost accusatory. He needed to hear her say it with certainty, not just in a moment of impulse.

"Justin, I love you. Don't go, okay? I don't want you to leave."

Some words were difficult to say, but once spoken, they could no longer be contained.

She didn't know exactly when she had fallen in love with Justin. Maybe it was from the first time they met when he shielded her in his arms, or when she learned about his tragic past and felt sympathy for him. Or perhaps it was the accumulation of moments over time-his gentleness, his kindness, the way he cared for and protected her.

In this seemingly cold and ruthless man, she saw goodness, and she couldn't help but fall for him.

nearly mad. That was why she had run

say this, then I

disrupt her life, nor did he want to drag her into his dangerous world. That was why he had chosen to leave. As long as she didn't break that unspoken boundary between them, he could continue deceiving

he could convince himself otherwise. She had confessed her love, and there was

that he couldn't refuse Rosalie's love it was that he couldn't suppress his

let go, okay?" Rosalie was already sobbing, but this time, they were tears of joy and happiness. "Rose, as long as I still draw breath, I'll never let go. I'll always take care of you and protect you, and never

kissed her passionately. Finally, he

embraced him in return, responding with

clung to each

to fly past, their noisy engines filling the sky, but nothing could break the moment between

grew numb and her breathing became short that she gently pushed

She lowered her head in embarrassment. "How