Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"Sure! I love eating whatever you cook, Rose." Yerick hauled Steve up and cradled him in his arms. "Hey, little guy! Do you miss me?"

Steve suddenly raised a hand and hit Yerick's cheek in disdain, as if trying to push him away.

Yerick frowned. "Why did you hit me? Are you allowed to bully others just because you're small?"

Steve laughed and hit him again.

"Stevie, what are you doing?" Rosalie approached them. "No hitting. That's no good."

If he picked up the bad habit of hitting others even before he turned one, it would only get worse as he grew older.

"I think Stevie likes me. Children are often bolder around people they feel closer to. It's fine, he can hit me a few more times." Yerick didn't mind it at all. Steve was just an infant, so what did he have to fear? Would Steve devour him? Yerick lifted Steve high, and Steve chuckled gleefully.

"Have fun, you guys. I'll go prepare the food," Rosalie said.

Yerick looked around him. "Rose, where is he?"

Yerick was referring to. "He had something to attend

did you two get to know each other? He looks so frightening, I'm

He's a good

glanced shiftily around the place. "Seems

a deliberate question. She quickly put the bags down in the kitchen and said, "We're friends and he's very good to me. I treat him well too, as I do

case, you treat him only as

of you are my friends,

pitifully. "I want you to be biased toward me. You know that I like

seriously. Yerick was a few years younger than her and still a boy to her. Naturally, she didn't take his

was unlike being

Theodore, who made her feel repressed and uneasy, sometimes even a little awkward. Both of them looked at her with such fiery and

much pressure-perhaps because she could dismiss Yerick as a kid. To Rosalie, Yerick

"You're still young and have plenty of

I see