Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Before she could send the text, a call came in. It was a foreign-looking number.

Rosalie answered the call. "Hello?"

A mature-sounding voice of a middle-aged man greeted her. “Ms. Young, it's me."

The voice sounded very familiar, from someone she just heard today. It was clearly Sebastian's father, Geoffrey.

Rosalie's mind buzzed. "Mr. Carter?"

Geoffrey's voice sounded peaceful and courteous, a stark contrast from how cold he had sounded when talking to Sebastian.

Rosalie thought she must have heard him wrongly. Why did Sebastian's father sound so calm and kind?

Geoffrey seemed to have sensed her surprise over his sudden call, and explained leisurely, "Don't worry. I'm not calling to reprimand you."

Doubtful, Rosalie asked, "How may I help you, then?"

still

left. The moment he received your call, he went off to work." Then she added, "He's very hardworking and very outstanding, for that

seems you regard him highly," Geoffrey said lightly. There was no sarcasm or anger in his voice, and it

is a man worthy of my high

"Haha..." Geoffrey laughed.

his hearty laughter, and found it difficult to imagine that this man was blowing his top just moments ago. The look on his face when he wanted to make a move on his own son was frighteningly fierce

man. Was he

really like my

to him. "Sebastian and I are just good friends. Things between us are

off at work recently because of a woman. When I yelled at him for it, he refused to tell me who that

said. "I'm not that woman. I'm just

so? How do you know you're not

told me himself that he fancied another

what's her

"I can't tell you that. Since Sebastian doesn't want you to know that,