Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"Yerick, you're already eighteen years old and of age now. How could you behave like a child?"

Rosalie scolded him as if he were a child. In fact, she was merely three years older than Yerick.

Yerick bowed his head, looking pitiful. "I'm sorry, Rose. I was wrong."

"Don't act pitiful. Do you think that will make me give in to you?"

Sebastian suddenly chuckled. It was great that Rosalie saw the true colors of this pretentious two-faced brat.

"What's so funny?" Rosalie immediately turned her attention to Sebastian. "Are you very proud of what you've done?"

The smile on Sebastian's face faded. "I didn't mean that."

Rosalie was too much. How could she bring him down like this in front of Yerick?

"If that's not what you mean, why did you laugh? Weren't you as immature as he was? Pretending to have a headache and collapsing weakly on the floor. Why don't you go be an actor, since you have such great acting chops?"

Sebastian forced a smile. "Rose, my head really hurts! Ouch...”

He started rubbing his temple again.

Rosalie folded her arms across her chest. "You're 27 years old. Why are you being so immature? Are you on the set of a drama series? Why would you suddenly have a headache in the middle of a meal?" She could sense it when Sebastian really had a headache, but this time, she could tell that he was acting. It looked way too fake.

hand down as his head

I didn't

you did it anyway." Rosalie pointed at the both of them. "Both

any favoritism

that I'm due for an operation tomorrow, but

exposing them for what they were

said

since I was young and was deprived of love. You treat me so well, and I couldn't help but want you to show me more care and concern. That's why I pretended to bite my own tongue. I'm

pitiful as can be. Seeing him weeping

don't cry. You're already eighteen, but you're crying

mad at me. I was wrong,

wanted to gouge Yerick's eyes out. How could he just cry at whim

could empathize

being deprived of his parents

love

certainly hadn't been

now, I'm not mad at you anymore. Don't cry. I know you didn't have your parents around since you were young, and I can

to admit his mistake, she was willing to

as he nodded profusely. "Thank

you've forgiven him, forgive

to concede defeat. How could Rosalie forgive Yerick just because of a few tears he shed? Were his