Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Just as Sebastian lay back down, Yvonne grabbed his arm and yanked him up.

“I don’t care! You have to save me. If you don’t help me, I’ll…”

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“You’ll what?” Sebastian retorted coldly. “You messed up. Can’t y solve your own problems?”

“I am solving it! Getting your help is the best way for me to solve this problem!” Yvonne said confidently.

She had relied on Sebastian ever since she was a child, and asking for his help was second nature. Her way of solving problems was always straightforward and simple: have Sebastian help her.

Sebastian said sternly, “You should learn to take responsibility for yourself. You’re an adult now.”

“Seb, just this once, please? Please help me!”

“No. Get out,” he said icily.

“If you don’t help me, I’ll go find Rosalie right now!”

“What for?” Sebastian frowned when Rosalie was mentioned. “Don’t bother her for no reason.”

Yvonne attacked his weakness. “I’ll tell her you have ulterior motives, that you want to pounce on her and sleep with her!”

“Yvonne!” Sebastian almost roared. “When did I ever think that way? Don’t slander me!”

“Slander? Don’t tell me you haven’t thought about it!” Even though Yvonne was rough around the edges, she wasn’t stupid. She had an extraordinary sharpness when it came to some things.

Sebastian admitted he had feelings for Rosalie. Who didn’t have thoughts like that when it came to the person they liked? But they were just thoughts; he hadn’t acted on them. Even if he did, it would be Rosalie’s choice whether to accept him or not.

Yet when it came out of Yvonne’s mouth, it sounded filthy and sordid.

A perfectly normal situation had been twisted into this, which was really infuriating.

“You’re hesitating and feeling guilty, huh?” Yvonne pointed at him with a sly glint in her eyes, having found his weak spot. “I’m going to call her right now. If she finds out you have such lecherous thoughts about her, she’ll stay far away from you. And if I embellish the story…”

She chuckled.

Yvonne stood up from the bed, picked up her phone, and found Rosalie’s number.

“Yvonne!”

Sebastian jumped out of bed and darted toward Yvonne to grab the phone.

“If you dare act recklessly, I absolutely won’t let you off!”

“Then don’t let me off! Either way, I’m dead. If you don’t help me, I’ll go find her right now.” then Yvonne ran out, shouting, “Sebastian likes

Rosalie!”

“Yvonne!” Sebastian chased after her and shouted, “Come back! I’ll help you!” NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

A few minutes later, Sebastian was holding a phone, finishing a conversation with someone.

“That’s it, then. Someone will pick it up when it’s ready.”

After hanging up, Sebastian tossed the phone aside.

“I found a professional to fix the vase. It’ll look indistinguishable to the naked eye, as long as it isn’t tested with professional equipment. I’ve also arranged for a deep fake to replace it temporarily.”

“Until then, you’d better pray Dad doesn’t take out the vase to admire. it. If he finds out that it’s fake, even I can’t help you.”

“That’s great!” Yvonne excitedly jumped forward, hugging Sebastian and kissing him hard on the cheek. “Seb, you’re the best! Nove you, I love you, I love you!”

She squirmed in his arms like a little pig.

Sebastian pushed her away with a look of disgust. “Don’t be so gross.