Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

He had indeed done something wrong, but he was not a child; he was a strong and tall man. Yet at this moment, he was helpless like a child, creating a somewhat humorous contrast. Rosalie stood up from the couch, adjusted her clothes, and walked toward the dining room.

When she reached the dining table and before she could sit down, Vincent said, "Wait a moment."

He then pulled out a chair for her. "Please sit."

After pulling out the chair, he laid a napkin for her and poured her a glass of drink.

Rosalie looked at him incredulously. "What are you doing?"

"Eating." After saying these two words, Vincent sat down opposite her.

He avoided Rosalie's gaze, as if he were trying to hide.

Rosalie made Toscanian food, which Vincent loved. He had requested her to cook it for every meal.

He picked up his cutlery and helped Rosalie to some food. "Eat more."

he was apologizing to her. Pulling out her chair, laying the

down her cutlery and said, "I accept your

was evident he hadn't meant to hurt her. She could sense his sadness and fear, especially when he called out for Youngie. Vincent

felt helpless; this man was

stood up to clean the dishes, but Vincent was quicker,

take a plate, but Vincent was faster and placed all the dishes

wash the dishes. You go and

didn't insist further. It

sat

the living

table lay Vincent's phone. She picked it up and glanced at it; there was

BUMS

said he didn't have one When she wanted to go out to buy one, he wouldn't let her. He might

she could go home. Perhaps Vincent wasn't used to washing the dishes, because she heard the

himself

the couch and walked toward