Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 793

The four of them continued chatting, with Rosalie trying to hide her discomfort while laughing and talking with Rebecca.

Rebecca's memory was fragmented, but she often spoke about how well Rosalie and Theodore had gotten along. Listening to those fond memories, Rosalie felt a surge of emotions; she and Theodore had shared such beautiful moments. It was unfortunate how things had turned out, and now Rebecca was sick.

But perhaps it was for the best that Rebecca remembered only the happy times and not the complications that followed. Still, it was a pity that Rebecca had forgotten that she was about to become a great-grandmother herself.

Throughout the conversation, Sebastian maintained a smile, appearing attentive and gentle; but on the inside, he felt like he was about to burst with jealousy. Hearing about Rosalie's past with Theodore drove him wild.

That man had merely been lucky to have Rosalie for ten years as childhood friends. He didn't deserve such fortune.

Yet now, fate had dealt Theodore a well-deserved blow by taking Rosalie away.

Sebastian wondered if Theodore knew about Rosalie's pregnancy. If he did, why hadn't he reacted? If he didn't know, then it meant Sydney and Rebecca hadn't told him. With Rebecca's dementia, she wouldn't remember, but would Sydney inform her son about Rosalie's condition?

Spencer family today. Rosalie's growing belly wouldn't stay hidden for long. That was why he had been

instead of

Sebastian's eyes, creating a tense, unspoken atmosphere. A wave of panic washed over him, and he quickly looked

looking at him like that?

need to use the restroom,"

offered, moving to

interjected, her eyes pleading with Sydney. She wanted to do something for Rebecca, even

and walked over to support Rebecca.

me Grandma, don't you?" Rebecca replied

long ago, so I'd love to call you that. Is that

be happy to

chatted happily as they walked toward the restroom, leaving Sydney and Sebastian alone in the booth. The atmosphere

stiffly, her hands resting on her knees, hidden under the table and clammy with sweat. She didn't know what to say. After a long pause, she finally