Chasing My Pregnant Wife

“If you’re going to involve someone unrelated to this, Dad, then I won’t stand for it!” Sebastian said firmly, anger lacing his voice.

In response, Geoffrey gave him a hard slap.

Sebastian’s head spun sideways. He pressed his tongue against his cheek, and snorted.

“You always blame Mom for everything. You kept saying she’s dragging you down. After that, she stayed at home and didn’t interfere in anything because she was afraid of troubling you. Even then, you still look down on her. I’m really curious, Dad. Must it always be other people’s fault? Aren’t you going to take any responsibility?”

Smack! Geoffrey gave him another harsh slap.

“You’ve lost the project, but you’re still arguing with me! Phillip, bring me the stick!” Geoffrey snarled.

He had always been strict, and was a staunch believer of the old saying: spare the rod, spoil the child. Following this, Sebastian received many beatings ever since he was a child:

As Sebastian got older, Geoffrey rarely laid a hand on him, let alone take out the stick. Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

The butler hesitated, but didn’t dare to disobey. Turning around, he soon returned with a long and thin wooden stick. It looked old, but was flexible and resilient. If it struck someone naked, his or her skin would surely break.

Geoffrey took the stick, tapping it lightly in his palm.

“Sebastian, I’ll give you one last chance. Tell me, which woman has blinded you?”

Sebastian knelt down on his own, and said calmly, “There is no woman. I take all the responsibility.”

It had nothing to do with Rosalie; it was all his own choices.

The fact that he had neglected his work was undeniable. As the one reigning at the top, if he slacked off, those below would surely follow suit. Even if his father punished him, he deserved it. Thus, he

accepted it all.

“Good.” Geoffrey nodded angrily and let out a cold laugh. He turned to Phillip and said, “Have Dr. Zabel prepare to come over.”

Phillip quickly took out his phone to call Dr. Zabel.

Geoffrey was serious this time. Phillip was worried about Sebastian.

Geoffrey gripped the stick tightly, raising his hand but not immediately bringing it down, He studied Sebastian’s reaction.

The stubborn Sebastian didn’t react at all, and was just waiting for the stick to land on him.

Geoffrey gritted his teeth. He was about to hit Sebastian, when a sharp voice suddenly came from outside the door.

“Stop!”

Rosalie rushed in, followed by Yvonne.

As soon as the two young women entered the hall, they saw Sebastian kneeling on the ground and Geoffrey raising the stick, ready to hit him.

That stick looked terrifying.

Sebastian, hearing Rosalie’s voice, turned around in utter shock. “Why are you here?!”

Seeing Yvonne behind Rosalie, he immediately understood the

situation. He frowned and glared at Yvonne, as if blaming her for bringing Rosalie her.

Seeing Sebastian’s expression, Yvonne frowned slightly. She was upset. All she wanted was for his future wife to care about him. Her brother didn’t appreciate her good intentions at all!

Geoffrey lowered his hand, his gaze falling on Rosalie. After he looked her up and down, he had a realization. “So it’s you! You have the nerve to come here.”

Yvonne mustered up the courage to speak. “Dad… Her name’s Rosalie, and she’s a good friend of mine and Seb’s.”

Although Yvonne was very scared, she still stood in front of Rosalie. After all, she was her father’s daughter.

“Is that so? Good friend?” Geoffrey turned to glance at Sebastian. “Is this Rosalie girl your good friend?”