Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1235

Chandra's expression grew even more shocked at these words. "What is going on here? Whose child is this, really?"

Rosalie turned her head to look at Justin, taking in his resolute profile. A strong sense of security suddenly welled up inside her. With him here, she wasn't as afraid anymore. She calmed herself and said, "This child isn't Sebastian's. He has nothing to do with your family. The child...the child is his."

Rosalie looped her arm through Justin's.

In order to get her child back, she had no choice but to resort to this. She couldn't tell them the child was Theodore's. If word got out and reached Theodore, it would be a disaster. Chandra stood up, furious. "This is utter nonsense! Whose child is this, really?"

"This child really isn't Sebastian's. He only helped me cover it up." Rosalie extended her hand. "I'm begging you, please return my child to me."

"Mom, give the baby back to them. This child might really not be Sebastian's," Xyla said, pleading from behind.

Chandra retorted, "You called Sebastian before, and he said this child was his. Call him again and ask!"

"There's no need to ask," Rosalie said firmly. "I already told you, Sebastian was helping me keep it a secret. This child really isn't his. Otherwise, how could he have allowed me to take the child away?"

"Mom, just give them the child back. Let's discuss this calmly and avoid a conflict," Xyla persuaded in a soft tone.

glared coldly at Rosalie. "I'll take the child for a DNA test. If he isn't Sebastian's child, I'll return him to you. But if he is, then he cannot stay with a lying mother like you." "You've gone too

turned to leave. Her bodyguards immediately drew their guns, aiming

behind him, shielding her from the barrels of the guns. He was unarmed-completely defenseless. Chandra said coldly, "You'd best

Like a shadow, he moved suddenly and swiftly, seizing the gun from the bodyguard

hadn't anticipated Justin's skills. By the time they reacted, their guns were already

moments, the three were locked in a fierce struggle. Dishes clattered to the

Rosalie's bag,

which had been

a chair,

with the chair.

scattered across the floor. It was

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Rosalie seized the opportunity to rush toward Chandra. "Give me my child

tightly, refusing to let go. Steve, terrified,

give her the child!" Xyla stepped forward to intervene, but

barrel was pressed to Chandra's