Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"I'll come along," Rosalie said without hesitation. "Can you send me the address of his office? I'll drive there right away, and we'll meet there." "Let's go together," Yvonne suggested. "I'll drive to your place to pick you up. You're pregnant right now, and the baby's safety is of utmost priority." Rosalie could sense the panic in her chest. It wasn't suitable for her to drive right now.

She bowed her head and caressed her belly. "Alright, then. I'll send you my address. Thank you so much."

Less than half an hour later, a red sports car stopped right downstairs.

Yvonne was decked in a fashionable blue slip dress, her hair down, and wearing a cool pair of shades. She looked captivating and made of money.

Rosalie, on the other hand, was very modestly dressed in a beige cotton shirt, jeans, and a pair of white sports shoes. She tied her hair up in a ponytail, and looked just like a high school student in the prime of her youth.

Despite the disparity in their dressing, Rosalie looked as stunning as Yvonne. They were beautiful in their own ways.

Yvonne suddenly realized how pleasant Rosalie looked. She was very beautiful, but not in a way that aroused jealousy in other women.

Rosalie's beauty was non-aggressive and very easygoing, like an older sister who gave others a strong sense of security and comfort. She wielded the magic of making others feel comfortable around her. No wonder Seb adored her so much!

around Rosalie's shoulder.

red sports car Yvonne drove, and gaped. "Isn't this...a

it too much? This is my most low-profile car," Yvonne remarked

"Most low-profile?"

such a blindingly vivid shade of red! She wondered how high-profile Yvonne's other cars

up with Seb. I'm worried sick about him,"

glistening in Yvonne's eyes made Rosalie

filled with a

office chair, his arms folded in front of his chest and his legs crossed as his dangerous gaze

held a senior executive position in Skycrest Enterprise was standing before him, all of them looking just

heads were bowed, and none of them dared

he had donned on a simple gray

stark contrast with his aggressive aura, which overwhelmed everyone. Unlike him, all of them were decked out in formal

air was frozen