Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1392

The enraged roar of a man who had lost all reason echoed throughout the entire room.

Rosalie no longer had the strength to argue. She merely sneered and said, "Because Justin was worth it. I wanted to be with him. But you...you disgust me."

At this moment, it seemed the only way she could retaliate against Sebastian was through words—to trample on his pride as a man.

Sebastian's breathing grew rapid and heavy. He clenched Rosalie's wrist tightly, his teeth grinding together in fury.

"You bitch! You wanted to sleep with him, huh? Then I'll remove all traces of him from you bit by bit until there's nothing left! Then, you'll be my slave, mentally, physically, and emotionally!" he yelled.

The latter half of the night was another storm of torment.

Rosalie had no idea how she had survived. All she knew was that Sebastian had been like a wild beast that was completely out of control. She had almost died.

Yet, as she hovered on the brink of death, all she could think about was that maybe it would be better if she simply died. That way, she could be with Justin.

she opened her eyes, morning had arrived. She was still alive. Sebastian was already dressed and was standing by the window, gazing out

and feet were bound

making them ache. She turned her

was nothing on the floor, yet she could still see Justin

hated herself for opening her eyes, for still being

on the ground, his bloodstained eyes wide open, watching helplessly as she

the end, that there was nothing after it—no soul nor afterlife. Because then, Justin wouldn't have to

It hurt so much. Even breathing was

truly wanted to

doing

she worthy of happiness? Why must the world push her into despair time

crying on the bed, Sebastian turned

and weary. He walked over to the bed and sat down, his large,

though she had suffered a terrible fright, trembling even

obeyed

love you? If I didn't, why would do all this? Do you think I want to do these terrible things?"