Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 209

Rosalie’s husband seemed to be such a horrible bastard, they weren’t even willing to identify him.

“Also,” Sebastian reminded Yvonne, “don’t go to her with so many questions. If you upset her, I won’t spare you.”

Sebastian shot his sister a warning look when he issued his threat. He even pointed his ladle at her, as if he would hit her on the head with it if she dared to disobey him.

Yvonne took a few steps back. Pouting, she muttered, “Fine, I won’t ask! Why are you being so fierce? You actually look pretty happy to me.” C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

Sebastian’s face turned cold upon hearing her ridiculous words.” What did you say?”

“I said that you look happy to see her getting a divorce with her husband.”

“Yvonne Carter, are you asking for a beating?” Sebastian said solemnly. “If you are, just ask me for one directly. I won’t go easy on you.”

“I’m telling the truth,” Yvonne said gleefully. “Don’t think that I can’t tell how secretly happy you are.”

Sebastian felt embarrassed at being seen through by Yvonne. Was it that obvious?

He couldn’t completely deny what Yvonne said, but it wasn’t exactly the truth either. He didn’t feel good seeing Rosalie so upset.

Sebastian shot her a cold look

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Yvonne had been cheeky since she was a child. Now that she found her aloof brother in love with a married woman who was also

pregnant, she couldn’t help but find it amusing.

“So, you’re actually willing to be a father. How very admirable!”

Sebastian smacked the ladle down on the counter, then grabbed the vegetable knife on the chopping board and charged toward her.

Frightened, Yvonne fled.

Sebastian didn’t chase after her. Instead, he turned back and flung the knife aside in frustration.

When Yvonne reached the door, she turned and said, “Seb, cook more. I want some, too.”

“Did you not eat while you were outside? Trying to get some free food at home, are you?” he said irritably.

“Would eating your food bankrupt you? Am I not your beloved sister? Look at how petty and two– faced you are.”

He was so tender and loving to Rosalie, the picture of a perfect, gallant man. And yet, he went to the extent of almost hacking his very own sister with a knife. What a scary two–faced person!

Sebastian couldn’t be bothered to reply to her. Though he said nothing more, he quietly added a portion for her.

After dinner was served, Sebastian wanted to head upstairs to call Rosalie down for dinner.

Yvonne held him back. “Seb, let me do it.”

Sebastian scoffed, “What are you trying to do?”

“We’re both women. It’s more appropriate for me to go.”

Sebastian pondered for a moment before saying, “All right. Watch your tongue and spew any nonsense. Do you hear me?”

“I know. Don’t you trust me at all?”

With that, Yvonne walked leisurely up the stairs. This time, Sebastian. didn’t stop her.

When Yvonne reached the door to Rosalie’s room, she raised her hand and knocked gently. “Rose, it’s time for dinner.”

After a while, Rosalie opened her door. Yvonne got a fright upon seeing her pale face.

“What happened to you? Do you feel unwell, or are you having a fever again?”

Yvonne reached out to touch Rosalie’s forehead. Her temperature felt normal, but she looked awful.

Rosalie forced a smile. “I’m fine. You’re back.”

“I’m sorry, I should have been keeping you company this afternoon,” Yvonne said.

She wanted some fun, and headed out when she found it dull staying at home alone.

Rosalie said indifferently, “It’s all right. I wasn’t in the mood to hang. out, anyway. Go ahead and have fun, and don’t worry about me.”