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.

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

hands and feet were bound

ache. She turned her

the floor, yet she could still see

opening her eyes, for still being alive. She wished

moment she did, that scene would return to her-the image of Justin lying on the ground, his bloodstained eyes

was nothing after it—no soul nor afterlife. Because then, Justin wouldn't have to be tormented even in

hurt. It hurt so much. Even breathing

wanted

doing this to

of happiness? Why must the world push her

bed, Sebastian turned to look at

and weary. He walked over to the bed

had suffered a terrible fright,

you just obeyed me,

didn't, why would do all this? Do you think I want to do these