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.

drove her nearly mad. That was why she had run to find him, throwing caution to the wind. She had

her face in his hands. "If you say this, then I will never let go. Are you

dangerous world. That was why he had chosen to leave. As long as she didn't break that unspoken boundary

no way he could convince himself otherwise. She had confessed her love, and there was no way

love it was that

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

his eyes and kissed her passionately. Finally, he was kissing the woman

in return, responding

each other,

filling the sky, but nothing could break the

her breathing became

go. Rosalie's lips were already swollen and red from his kisses. She