Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"I saw a man downstairs who looked furious. He drove off right before you came downstairs, crying while calling a name."

Rosalie smiled helplessly at the young man's mention of 'a man who looked furious'.

How could he be angry? He told her so straightforwardly that he didn't love her even after ten years. What did he have to be angry about?

"Is that man your boyfriend?" the young man asked.

"He..." Rosalie smiled bitterly. "He's my ex-husband. We recently got divorced."

"I see. Why are you still crying over him, then?"

Tears were still hanging from the corners of her eyes as she smiled; a slightly bitter smile. "I... I'm not crying anymore. I won't cry anymore from now on."

"That's the way. Don't cry, miss. You look like a good person. That guy must be the one at fault. The divorce has nothing to do with you. You have to remain happy and positive." Rosalie looked up into his deep, dark eyes. "Why do you trust me so much? We haven't known each other for more than a few minutes, and you think I'm not in the wrong?"

said, nodding profusely. "You're so beautiful. How could you

laughing, tickled pink by

then? My ex-husband is very good-looking, too. Why do you think

sure you'll be able to find a better man. Let's not care about that bastard." His voice was akin to a stream of warm water, melting

away from that bastard. Bastards like him will never

opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but realized she didn't know his name. "What's

"I'm Yerick Zeller."

with a nod. "What

"Just call me Yerry."

bad guy. Let's not talk

Theodore, she didn't feel good hearing another person keep

instinctive desire to protect him, but it was more so because they were divorced and she found no need to speak

didn't want to become someone who would

of which they were married for one They had once lived together, their days sweet and