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."

Pulling out her chair, laying the napkin, and serving her

down her cutlery and said, "I accept your apology. You

could sense his sadness and fear, especially when

helpless; this

finished dinner in silence. Rosalie stood up to clean the dishes, but Vincent was

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

the dishes.

It was nice

sat down on

in the living room.

it up and glanced at it; there was a lock screen. She wanted to call Sebastian to tell him

BUMS

didn't have one When she wanted to

wondered how Steve was doing. Only four more days; she could bear with it. After four days, she could go home. Perhaps Vincent wasn't used to washing the dishes, because she heard the sound

himself under his

couch and walked toward the kitchen. "Do