Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 943

In the next moment, he pounced on Rosalie like a wild beast, abruptly pinning her down on the couch with his hands tightly gripping her neck. Rosalie looked at him in terror, her heart racing from the sudden attack. Her eyes widened in fright, resembling a startled deer.

She struggled weakly under Vincent's oppressive hold. She wanted to cry out, but her throat was constricted, producing only a silent gasp. "Let...me..."

She frantically hit Vincent's chest. Breath was slowly being taken from her.

Rosalie's eyes filled with despair and helplessness as she struggled with all her might, trying to break free from his grip.

Vincent's gaze quickly sharpened. Upon seeing the woman before him, he fearfully loosened his hold, guilt crashing into him like a tidal wave.

"It's you." Frustration welled up in his eyes.

Suddenly, he scooped Rosalie into his arms, holding her tightly with one hand cupping the back of her head.

"I'm sorry, Youngie, I'm so sorry. Did I hurt you?"

hurt. She opened her mouth to say something, but the man suddenly cupped

I... I

his eyes, Rosalie's

Vincent's back and comforted him. "It's...it's

seemed like an

easily fell into hallucinations, always calling her Youngie. She was even a bit curious about who Youngie was. That woman must be very important to him. The tremors of his voice continued to echo in

"Vincent, I'm not

the trembling man suddenly opened his eyes, his muddled

her face clearly. Instantly, he jumped off the couch as if he had been electrocuted

arms to look at his hands, realizing he

from the couch and touched her

sick?" She sensed that this man was not only physically injured

through?

her just now, but in his current state, she couldn't blame him; it was

shrink a little, resembling a lost child.