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?"

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

burst out laughing, tickled pink

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

good-looking bastard," the young man said sweetly. "You're so beautiful, I'm 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

from that bastard. Bastards like him will never find

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

"I'm Yerick Zeller."

she repeated with a nod. "What

"Just call me Yerry."

me. He's not a completely bad guy. Let's not

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

divorced and she found no need to speak badly about each other. An amicable split was good for everyone.

bastard. She didn't want to become

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