Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 942

After a long time, Rosalie finally calmed down and realized that she was still holding onto him. She quickly let go and tidied her hair, feeling somewhat embarrassed. She had just been scared out of her wits, so she had clung to him like a lifeline.

Rosalie turned and pointed at the door.

"I heard strange noises from below and wanted to check it out. It seemed like there was something down there. Do you want to take a look?"

Vincent dismissed her concern. "There's a lot of junk piled up down there. Sometimes things fall and make noise. It's perfectly normal."

"Junk falling?" Rosalie was doubtful. She turned to glance at the door again. "But it didn't sound like that. Why don't you go check it out?"

"If you want to go, go ahead. I'm not going," Vincent replied nonchalantly as he walked away.

Since he refused to go down, Rosalie naturally didn't dare to venture down either. Moreover, this house didn't belong to her.

There was nothing more she could do. Perhaps she had indeed made a mistake.

However, she was still a bit shaken. The scene from earlier had felt just like something out of a horror movie. It was far too real.

Maybe she was imagining things. Sometimes, people could indeed frighten themselves.

Vincent said as he took a bottle of beer from the fridge and plopped down on the couch to watch TV. Rosalie took a deep

and bright kitchen made her feel much more at ease, and the

the fridge, selected some ingredients, and began washing and chopping vegetables,

kitchen was filled with steam, and the aroma of food wafted through the

a unique charm in the

in the living room, the images from the TV reflecting in his

while watching

revealing a

tenderness.

of

a

hazy and

cooking

seemed like she

gracefully dancing before him.

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it felt as if she turned around to smile

to reality and smiled