Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face, and left his embrace. "Seb, maintaining this marriage might also cause you pain. Won't you regret it?"

Sebastian took her hand and gently caressed her fingers. "I won't regret it. Being with you is my greatest happiness. I will treat you and the child well."

Rosalie closed her eyes in pain and nodded resignedly. "Alright, I promise I won't divorce you."

After saying this, Rosalie opened her eyes again. "But Seb, if one day you regain your memory and want to divorce me, you can tell me. You can change your mind."

This statement sounded particularly harsh to Sebastian. How cruel Rosalie was, always wanting to divorce him.

He had given so much for her, but she was unwilling to give him even a little love in return. Even the tiniest bit of love would be enough; just a moment where she considered him her true husband. Even if she was unwilling to share a bed with him, a kiss wasn't too much to ask. But she wasn't willing to give even that.

"Alright, I understand," Sebastian said earnestly. "Rose, if there ever comes a day I want to divorce you, I'll tell you. But until then, never mention divorce to me. You will always be my wife." Rosalie nodded. "Alright, Seb, I agree."

Sebastian held her tightly in his arms, as if afraid she would run away. He wished he could merge her into his body. "Rose, from now on, my life is yours. I'll do whatever you ask."

After a pause, she said quietly, "Things have reached this

Theodore were alive now, he

Theodore didn't hate her, there was still no

given so much for her. If she divorced Sebastian, it

this marriage

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want to hurt anyone else anymore. After all, even if she divorced Sebastian,

world, someone always had to get hurt. If you didn't want to Kurt others, you would end up hurting yourself.

and the surgery was scheduled for the day

turned in her bed, unable to sleep. She turned her head and saw Sebastian sleeping on the sofa

out her phone, trying once more to call

the tears that were streaming down her face uncontrollably. She thought, 'Theodore, where are you now? Are you alive or

hear her crying. She