Chasing My Pregnant Wife



Laila's words made Rosalie feel increasingly disgusted. She was glad she hadn't given in. Such a person was unworthy of any sympathy.

"If it weren't for me, would you have been able to live the life of a wealthy lady or to have a good life? You wouldn't even lend me money and just watched me fall into trouble. You've wronged me! What did I ever do to deserve this? You brought this on yourself!"

Laila, who was desperate now, glared at Rosalie menacingly.

"You're so stingy! Even though you have so much money, you wouldn't lend me any. You were the one who wanted to harm me first!"

Rosalie snorted coldly. "Say whatever you like. You won't have a good ending."

Rosalie then ignored her.

Laila struggled to get up from the ground and move toward Rosalie, but the man blocked her path. His hands on his hips, he looked down at her. "What, do you want to hit her?"

He raised his fist, ready to hit her.

Laila fell to the ground with a thud. She covered her head, and curled up in the corner in fear.

Crying, she begged, "Please spare me! I beg you! I'll be your servant in the future. I beg you!"

Laila had always been someone without boundaries. As long as she could live, she would agree to anything.

"Your niece doesn't even value you being a servant. Now you come begging me what can I say? You're disobedient. Who knows when you'll betray your master?" He squatted down/ "What will you do if your niece won't help you?"

The man pulled out a small knife from his pocket; it was short, but extremely sharp. He traced his finger lightly over the blade, his eyes showing a hint of mockery.

"She's not my niece!" Laila shouted angrily. "I have no such niece! My brother has no such daughter. She's not my brother's daughter at all! She doesn't deserve to be a part of the Young family! She doesn't deserve it!"

Rosalie was shocked by this revelation and turned around. "What did you just say?"

She wasn't sure if Laila just said that out of anger, or if it was true that she wasn't her parents' biological child.

"You're not my brother's biological daughter!" Laila said. "You're not part of the Young family at all! You're not related to them by blood. You blame me for abandoning you and spending my brother's

compensation money, but I'm their real relative! I have no obligation to raise you."

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"Look at what you're saying."

The man chuckled softly.

"Even if Rosalie isn't your brother's biological daughter, she's still the daughter they raised. Legally, she is their daughter. You took their compensation money and didn't support their daughter.

"Now you're talking about blood

relationships. If you really think she has nothing to do with you, and you have no obligation to care for her then why did you come back asking her for money? When you couldn't get the money, you furiously sold her out to the kidnappers."

"I... I..." Laila stammered.

"Nothing to say?" The man raised his hand and punched her in the head. "Your ridiculous logic makes me angry. It's so annoying. I hate those who can't think logically. They're even dumber than idiots and tack common sense. Can't you be a bit smarter?"

He stood up, and kicked Laila harshly several times. She screamed in pain, her body curling up into a ball.