Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sydney couldn't figure out why Sebastian made this decision.

Even in considering his own self-interest, terminating the pregnancy would only be beneficial for Sebastian. The baby wasn't his, after all.

She couldn't figure out why Sebastian wanted to take such a huge risk to protect Rosalie's baby.

He should have chosen to terminate the pregnancy without any hesitation!

That baby was Theodore's, not his!

Sebastian rubbed his face, his eyes cold. If Sydney weren't a woman, he would have punched her in the face.

Sydney grabbed his collar, and yelled, "Are you trying to kill Rose?! You claim to love her, but you're killing her! Is the baby in her womb yours? It's not your baby, so what are you doing protecting it?"

Sebastian grabbed Sydney's hand, and flung it away hard.

"You won't ever understand. I don't want to explain things to you. Stop raising a ruckus here!"

He was in excruciating pain making this decision, which was done in consideration of Rosalie.

Otherwise, did Sydney really think that he wanted to make such a cruel decision? Rosalie was his lifeline!

If the baby didn't survive, Rosalie would certainly not want to live as well.

Protecting the baby was akin to protecting Rosalie. How would this woman understand?

"Good on you, Sebastian Carter. You clearly want Rose to die. Are you worried she'll take your assets?!"

Sydney slapped him with all her might again.

Sebastian's cheek was swelling up fast.

He glared at her, fire burning in his eyes. He should be teaching this woman a good lesson, but somehow, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

There seemed to be a strange feeling stopping him from doing so.

“Sebastian Carter, you're just like your father-a damn bastard! Go to hell! If anything were to happen to Rose, I'll kill you!"

Sydney had never been in such a rage, cursing at the top of her lungs.

Sebastian could feel his chest imploding as Sydney cursed him. "Are you quite done? If so, scram!"

If she didn't leave right now, he couldn't promise that he could hold himself back. Everyone has his limits, after all.

"What, the cheek of you to get

angry? Sebastian Carter, it's an embarrassment that your father raised you to be like this! Did your mother not raise you? How could she just stand idly by watching your father raise you up into a monster?!"

"Shut up!" Sebastian pressed Sydney hard against the wall by her

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"Sfor being nasty!"

“What, trying to hit me?" Sydney sneered. "Go ahead, do it! You damn bastard!"

"You bitch!"

Sebastian clenched his fist and raised it, all poised to hit her.

"Stop!"

Just then, a voice rang.

Geoffrey stormed over and grabbed

Sebastian's arm, flinging it awayne

hard. Enraged, he roared, “Sebastian Carter, what are you doing?

The sight of his angry father blaming him made Sebastian shake his hand away furiously.

“Dad, what kind of reaction is that? Aren't you going to ask me what happened?"

"Whatever happened, you should not be hitting her."

"Hah," Sebastian sneered. "Dad, since when did you become so reasonable? Do you know this woman?"

He sensed something strange in his father's response, which seemed to stem from fury.