Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1387

It felt like an eternity had passed.

Rosalie slowly opened her eyes, her head throbbing.

Her vision was blurry, and the first thing she saw was a face she knew all too well -a face she hated with every fiber of her being.

Sebastian noticed that Rosalie had woken up. He smirked as he stepped into the room and tossed her onto the bed.

She was still wearing her wedding dress. The voluminous skirt cascaded onto the floor as she lay there, utterly powerless, unable to move even a single finger.

"Justin..." She tried to call his name, but no sound came out.

She was overwhelmed by anguish. It felt as if countless knives were slicing through every nerve in her body. Tears streamed down her face.

A large hand gripped her shoulder, flipping her over and pinning her down on the bed.

Her vision gradually cleared.

tossed it aside before pressing himself down on top of her. He seized both her wrists and

a wedding ceremony." He laughed. "You look beautiful in this dress. It's a pity your groom is dead, so I'll take

left his lips, Rosalie's body jolted. A surge of energy she didn't know she had burst

and she could barely move. Through ragged breaths, she seethed,

Sebastian sneered. "Rosalie, what can you possibly

her earlobe and kissed her cheek. "Do

His burning

I never touched you. And how did you repay me? You turned against me in an instant, got together with Justin, slept with him, and even married him. Did

with unbridled hatred. She lifted her hand to slap him, but she was pitifully

wrist and kissed her palm. "So disobedient. Rosalie,

was already at his mercy. There was no

a drawer and took out two pairs of handcuffs,

are you doing?" Rosalie asked weakly, her voice laced with

I doing?" Sebastian's expression twisted into something terrifying, "Why are you so scared2 Were you this afraid when Justin

her face with brutal force, as if

aisle, he made you