Chasing My Pregnant Wife



"Seb, I don't want to love him anymore, I really don't. But why...why am I still in so much pain? Why!?" Rosalie wept. Sebastian gritted his teeth, fire burning in his eyes.

Theodore mistreated Rosalie so much, but she still loved him and was sobbing so hard over him.

Though Sebastian resented Rosalie a little, he hated Theodore even more.

It was all that man's fault!

What right did he have to own Rosalie's heart the whole time? He didn't have any right to it at all!

Rosalie was truly a stupid woman.

Despite his resentment toward her, his heart ached for her.

"Seb, let's get a divorce, shall we? Let's divorce." Rosalie finally spoke her mind, unable to hold herself back anymore.

Sebastian was thunderstruck. "What did you say?"

"Seb," Rosalie said, leaving his embrace and cupping his face. "Our marriage was a facade to begin with. Let's divorce. Going on with it is unfair to you. We're not actual husband and wife. I'm sorry, Seb. I truly am."

"No, I'm not getting a divorce!" Sebastian hugged her agitated. "Rose, you promised me you'd never bring up divorce again! I'm begging you not to talk about it again, please."

"Seb, why are you so ridiculous? You know clearly... You know that if we go on like this, I'll only let you down."

"You didn't," Sebastian went on tenderly. "You're always the best. I know you have your reasons. You saw Theodore today, and you feel hurt and are crying over it. That's fine. I'm still willing to stay by your side. I trust that time heals all wounds. You're not alone. Let me be with you."This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Rosalie had cried till she lost her voice, unable to speak.

Sebastian was worried she might feel uncomfortable in this position, so he wrapped her in his arms and lay on the bed, pulling the covers over them both. He tightened his arms around her.

He kissed her forehead and wiped the tears streaming down her face. With every tear she shed, his hatred for Theodore grew.

"Rose," Sebastian said, cupping

Rosalie's face. His heart broke for

her. "Take me as your real husband won't you? After I become your husband, perhaps you won't feel so much pain. The three of us with always be together as a family."

Rosalie looked up, her eyes all red and swollen. She reached out to caress Sebastian's face and said, "Seb, do you really want me so much?"

"I want you even in my dreams. In my heart, you're my one and only wife. You're irreplaceable."

Rosalie didn't know what to say to convey what she truly felt.

All Theodore ever gave her was pain and hopelessness. On the other hand, Sebastian always offered her tenderness and affection. The two of them weren't comparable at all.

Yet, why was that pain and hopelessness more deeply etched in the depths of her heart?

Seeing Rosalie lower her guard for that split second, Sebastian immediately pressed her on the bed and kissed her lips.

Rosalie didn't push him away and lay on the bed with a look of despair. She let Sebastian kiss her and unbutton her blouse.

Slowly, as Sebastian's kisses deepened, Rosalie cried even harder. She cried so hard, her chest was heaving and she was gasping for air.

Seeing her cry so hard, Sebastian started getting anxious. He quickly straightened out her blouse and covered her bare skin.

"Rose, what's the matter? Did I make you uncomfortable?"

Rosalie kept crying, unable to say a single word.

Seeing her crying so hard, Sebastian stopped kissing her. He didn't want to hurt her even though her pain right now presented him with a good chance to take advantage of the situation and take her there and then.