Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Noah was not usually a friendly person. Those who arrived late or left early would get scolded, let alone someone who skipped work without reason.

Rosalie looked at him with confusion.

"Rosalie, don't be so tense. I want to create a more relaxed work environment. Besides, I've noticed how dedicated and diligent you are. You're a rare talent."

Noah's words were not just flattery; there was sincerity in them. Rosalie's financial articles were indeed impressive, with clear and logical analysis. Her insights were professional and precise, even making predictions that later came true.

"Rose, if you ever have any questions, feel free to ask me."

Rosalie nodded. "Alright. Thank you."

After Noah returned to his office, Rosalie was still puzzled.

A colleague beside her whispered, "Yesterday, there was a helicopter picking you up. Who was it?"

Rosalie frowned. "No one."

onto the balcony, thinking that as long as no one saw her board the helicopter, they wouldn't know who was inside.

expect you to be so low-key. Is your family rich? A helicopter came and

not fly freely over public airspace in the city. Even wealthy individuals who owned helicopters found it extremely difficult to obtain flight

helicopter for Rosalie was not

here to work,

colleague replied. "But after that helicopter

been humble at work, so everyone had assumed she was just an ordinary

felt a little embarrassed. The helicopter wasn't hers, but Theodore's. She had nothing to

a cafe, ordered a coffee and some pastries, and sat by the window.

were in a dream-one that

to himself. Rosalie had

replaying those words in his mind, and the more he thought about them, the sweeter

it wasn't just his imagination. Rosalie

loved her just

the reflection of the cafe's floor-to-ceiling window, a

sharp. Having lived on the edge for years, he immediately sensed something was off. He turned his head