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?"

Sebastian still with

call, he went off to work." Then she added, "He's very hardworking and very outstanding, for

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

replied honestly. "He is a man worthy of

"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

a kind elderly man. Was he just capricious, or was there another reason

you really like my son,"

he might misunderstand, she hurriedly explained things to him. "Sebastian and I

been slacking off at work recently because of a woman. When

misunderstood," Rosalie said. "I'm not that woman. I'm just friends with Sebastian. Please don't get the wrong

so? How do you know

told me himself

what's

me," Rosalie apologized. "I can't tell you that. Since Sebastian doesn't want you to