Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1269

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After Rosalie pushed them out, she slammed the door shut with a loud bang. Her body gave out, and she collapsed to the floor, closing her eyes in anguish. "Rose!" Sebastian called as he knocked on the door. "I'm sorry."

"Stop talking! Just leave! Please, just go. I don't want to see either of you right now. I need some space."

Chandra sighed helplessly. "We should go."

Sebastian knew there was no point in staying and causing more conflict. The two of them left together.

Inside the elevator, Chandra said coldly, "Sebastian, don't think I don't know why you didn't tell her earlier. Are you still harboring feelings for her?"

"Grandma, Rose and I are both adults. Whatever happens between us is none of your business anymore."

"She's my granddaughter, and you're my grandson. Do you think I wouldn't care about this?"

Sebastian turned to glare at her with icy eyes. "Grandma, Rose and I were once married. If we had consummated our marriage, what would you do about it? Besides, are you planning to announce to the world that she's your granddaughter? Don't forget, my uncle's wife is still alive, and she's not someone to be trifled with. If she learns about Rose's existence, what do you think will happen? Back then, didn't you force my uncle into marrying her because of her father's position?"

"That's enough!" Chandra snapped angrily. "What do you even know about the past? You weren't even born back then!"

doesn't make your actions any more noble. So, Grandma, don't try to lecture

a ding, the elevator doors opened. Sebastian

watching his departing figure with furrowed brows. A sense

be even more

enjoy the meal. He sighed several times and eventually put down

appetite?" Yerick asked, setting down his cutlery as well. "Are you still worried about

Wesley's expression was haggard,

his emotions were low.

passed away, my wife has divorced me, and now this has happened. I can't convince myself not to think about

she really that important to you? Are you in so much pain because

love her. I wish that bullet had hit me instead. I wish I were the one lying

and hot tears welled up, ready to spill

his eyes, there

when your mother passed away, right?"

memories from the past surfaced. A heavy

skin and bones. The illness had tortured her beyond recognition. I

clenched his

but she still refused to tell me. Who was that man? Why wouldn't she reveal his identity, even on her deathbed? Now I