Chasing My Pregnant Wife

He thought, 'I'm getting more and more childish. Even though we're divorced, I still want to fight for candy like a child. I still want everyone to know that although I already gave up the candy, it's still mine and I can choose to eat it if I want to. Not just that, but I'm also domineering.'

Meanwhile, Yvonne stuffed her phone back into her pocket, and scratched her head in confusion.

"Seb, isn't Rose already divorced? Why did she still spend the night with her husband? He answered her phone so early in the morning. It's obvious they slept...together."

Yvonne became increasingly anxious as she spoke, mainly because of Sebastian's expression.

Sebastian was already dressed by then. He was wearing white casual clothes, and the color was a stark contrast to his darkened face.

"You should go back, Yvonne," he said.

He didn't seem angry or furious; no, it was more complicated and terrifying than that. It made Yvonne terribly uneasy.

Normally, she could joke around and tease her brother-but right now, she didn't dare to do that.

The woman Sebastian liked was sleeping with another man. If she acted out now, she would definitely get a lecture.

"Then I'll go first, but remember, Seb. I'm always on your side. Love you!" She made a heart gesture with her fingers, and exited the room carefully. Sebastian went to the bathroom, and left the house after freshening up.

He drove aimlessly. He should be going to the company, but he had already passed it, and his speed was increasing too.

How did Rosalie end up with Theodore again? Weren't they already divorced?

Theodore had hurt her so deeply. After finally leaving him, why did she willingly go back to him and sleep with him?

Sebastian was puzzled. 'Why, Rosalie? Even if you still love him, you shouldn't degrade or destroy yourself like this!'

Sebastian was furious. This was the first time he was angry with Rosalie. He even wanted to go to her right now, and demand an explanation from

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Rosalie suddenly opened her eyes, t beads s of sweat trickling down her forehead. She sat up from the bed, and clutched her racing heart.

The bathroom door opened, and Theodore walked out. "What's wrong, Rose?"

He approached her anxiously. He sat on the edge of the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead. Feeling the sweat, he immediately used his hand to wipe it away.

"What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

He noticed her pale face.

Rosalie forced a smile. "Yes, I had a nightmare."

"What did you dream about? You were so scared," he said.

"I..."

She had dreamed that Sebastian had died.

Rosalie shook her head violently. It was just a nightmare; it probably wouldn't happen in real life.

"What was the dream about?" Theodore pressed.

Rosalie made up a lie on the spot. "I was scared, because someone was chasing me in my dream." She didn't mention Sebastian, in order to avoid making Theodore angry again.