Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1397

In the deep of the night, the curtains fluttered in the cold wind.

The moon shone like silver outside the window and into a bedroom in the villa.

The weak moonlight danced in the darkness, reflecting a dim blue shadow in the room. Branches swayed outside the window, making a rustling sound.

Rosalie lay on the bed, her face pale as a sheet and her eyes bloodshot and swollen, reflecting the fatigue she was feeling inside.

The look in her eyes was empty and hopeless, like a sole boat wandering in the endless night, void of direction and hope.

The bedside lamp shone a gentle light, lighting up her haggard features. The shadows in the dim room accentuated the loneliness etched on her face.

The night was quiet except for the rustling wind and the heartless ticking of time. The silence in Rosalie's heart, however, was deafening.

Her breathing gradually became labored as she lay on the bed, hopelessness filling her eyes. She looked like a lone spirit roaming the darkness.

opened and heavy footsteps approached

over the sheets and shut her eyes. Her brows furrowed

on and he pounced on her on the bed, flipping her

strong smell of alcohol. He was clearly

called for

breathing out fumes of alcohol as he said drunkenly, "Oh, yes. You don't know who those people you saw today

talking, not

me. They can't

hopeless heart fell even further. As it turns

Veloso...

autocratic country with very extremist thinking

economically underdeveloped and relatively isolated. The world outside hardly knew about the true situation here. If tourists wanted to visit this place, all their phones

of the world. Tourists would find themselves under strict surveillance by armed policemen and weren't allowed to take photos or interact with the locals. They could only visit specified areas and might get

curiosity, they wanted to unravel the mysteries here. There were bound to be people who couldn't suppress

comfortable

to come to