Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Aurora left Yerick's place and drove back to her home. As soon as she entered the door, she immediately threw her bag on the floor and almost screamed.

Angie hadn't come home all night. It was almost noon now, and still there was no sign of her. She hadn't even sent Aurora a text message.

Where the hell did that bitch run off to? She really had a nerve, acting like nothing happened while such a big issue was at hand.

At that moment, Aurora's phone rang.

She picked it up, and the caller ID showed the number of a police station. The moment she saw it was the police calling, she immediately felt guilty and threw the phone onto the couch.

Why would the police be calling her? What had happened?

Could they have figured something out? No, that was impossible. Could Angie, that bitch, have gone to turn herself in, or had she been caught?

Aurora's heart raced as she quickly ran to her room to pack her things, preparing to flee.

The phone on the couch kept ringing. She ran back to the living room and grabbed the phone, about to hang up.

Just then, she saw Angie calling her. That bitch was definitely planning to turn her in! She couldn't panic. She took a deep breath, telling herself not to lose control, then answered the phone.

"Hello, Angie?"

However, the voice on the other end of the line was not Angie's, but a man's. "Is this Miss Aurora Payne?"

swallowed nervously, steadying her nerves, then replied, "Yes, it's me.

is the North District Police Station.

the sweat off her forehead.

jumped into her throat, her anxiety

legs turned to jelly, and she collapsed to the ground. It wasn't because the police had found out something about Rebecca's death-it was Angie

you still there?" the officer called a few times, not

"I'm here. I understand. I'm so sorry. I'll

a set of clothes for your cousin. She can't wear

suddenly laughed. So, it wasn't

to the bathroom to wash her face with cold water, then composed

all the necessary procedures and

the sky was gray. It looked like it was about to rain. Angie's face was still swollen, and there were many hickeys on

holding a bag containing the clothes Angie had changed out of. The

anger, snapped, "So, you went out last

that Angie

a party. She

time, and the scene had been

needs. Who knew I'd be reported, and the police would suddenly

thick, but after a whole night of chaos, it had smudged

true appearance. Otherwise, her original looks wouldn't attract handsome men. Aurora could smell the

women should keep their