Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sebastian looked at Rosalie in worry! A few seconds later, he said coldly, “Not really. We’re just casual friends. We don’t see each other very often. Yvonne hangs out with her more.”

Yvonne never expected her brother to say that, but she knew he was trying to protect Rosalie.

Rosalie was puzzled to hear Sebastian’s words. She had a hunch he was pretending to be unfamiliar with her on purpose–he was doing it was

for her sake. His father didn’t seem too kind. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

“Oh, is that so?” Geoffrey sounded somewhat sarcastic, and his sharp gaze fell on Rosalie again. “Miss Young, my son says you two are just casual friends. Is that true?”

“Yes, Dad,” Yvonne answered quickly. “She and Seb are just normal friends. We’re closer.”

Yvonne hurriedly linked her arm with Rosalie’s. “I called her here to hang out. I didn’t think we’d find you two here. We’ll leave immediately!

She knew her brother must be deathly anxious right now. The only thing she could do was to take Rosalie away.

Sebastian shot Yvonne a discreet look, hinting at her to take Rosalie away as quickly as possible. At once, Yvonne grabbed Rosalie’s hand. She was about to lead Rosalie away when the latter shook off her hand.

“Wait a minute.”

Rosalie stepped forward with her notebook.

“Mr. Carter, I came here today because of Sebastian. Whether we are

casual friends or good friends, it doesn’t matter. I’m only here to solve a problem.”

Geoffrey narrowed his eyes, leveling her with an icy glare. “Solve al problem?”

“That’s right.” Rosalie took another brave step forward. “I won’t beat. around the bush. I know why you want to punish Sebastian. It’s because Regent Co. took Skycrest Enterprise’s project, and you think. Sebastian did a bad job.”

She faced Geoffrey fearlessly, neither humble nor overbearing. This fearlessness didn’t stem from the recklessness of youth, but from courage deep inside her.

“What on earth are you talking about?” Sebastian spat. “What does it have to do with you? Leave now! Don’t get in the way!”

Rosalie turned to look at Sebastian. Not only was his voice severe, but his expression was also fierce–he was completely different from his usual self. For once, he was treating harshly.

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Yet, she didn’t feel upset. She knew he was only driving her away because he didn’t want her to get involved in this mess.

But she was his friend–and as a friend, she couldn’t simply leave. She couldn’t stand by and watch Sebastian get beaten.

Just like when Rebecca beat Theodore.

Rebecca was an elderly woman, but she could still beat Theodore black and blue. What more Geoffrey, who looked ten times stronger than her!

If Rosalie left right now, Sebastian would probably end up in the

emergency room.

“Mr. Carter.” She ignored Sebastian, and looked directly at Geoffrey. I’ll only take two minutes of your time. Will you listen to me first?”

Sebastian, fraught with worry, was about to stand up. However, Geoffrey pressed the wooden stick firmly on his shoulder. “Did I tell you to get up?”

Rosalie’s heart was pounding. She was just as worried about

Sebastian.

What year was this? His father still acted like patriarchs from the olden days, who managed their sons and families with an iron fist. Sebastian must have been repressed growing up. Rosalie wondered how he and Yvonne managed to get through such a difficult life.