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 napkin,

and said, "I accept your

he hadn't meant to hurt her. She could sense his sadness and fear,

felt helpless; this

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

a plate, but Vincent

dishes. You go

he was, Rosalie didn't insist further. It was nice to take a break

sat

the living room.

glanced at it; there was a lock screen. She wanted to

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was no compatible charger around. She had asked Vincent, but he simply said he didn't have one When she wanted to go out to buy one, he wouldn't

could go home. Perhaps Vincent wasn't used to washing

himself under

up from the couch and walked toward