Chasing My Pregnant Wife



After a moment, Sebastian said, "Rose, if you really don't want to, I won't push you. Don't worry, I don't need any compensation from you. Since Ms. Harper has already apologized to me, I won't hold any grudges. In fact, I never did."

Sebastian's understanding nature tugged at Rosalie's heartstrings. Why was he so kind?

The more considerate he was, the more guilt Rosalie felt. She wanted to make things right for him.

"Seb, I'll go with you. I'll be by your side until you regain your memory."

Sebastian's brow furrowed slightly. "And after I regain my memory? Will you stop being with me then?"

"No, Seb, that's not what I meant..."

Rosalie was flustered, struggling to find the right words.

"It's alright, Rose. I understand what you're saying." Sebastian patted her on the back of her head gently. "You mean you'll stay with me. We'll deal with the future when it comes. For now, let's focus on the present, and let me take care of you."

Rosalie nodded, her expression softening.

When Rosalie rested, Sebastian stepped out of the hospital room. He pulled out his phone, and dialed his father's number.

"Dad, I need to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"Sydney Harper came to see Rosalie and me, and her attitude toward me changed drastically. Did you say something to her?" The more Sebastian thought about it, the more something felt off. He was still mulling over it long after Sydney had left. "Sydney went to look for you?" Geoffrey asked.

Sebastian frowned at the familiarity in Geoffrey's voice when he mentioned Sydney. "Why do you sound so casual about her?" Geoffrey avoided answering directly. "How did her attitude change?"

Sebastian replied, "She apologized to me, looking all remorseful, and there

mething about the way

was

looked at me. She even tried to

one

touch my face."

"Really? How did you react?"

"What do you think? Of course I was repulsed," Sebastian replied, his tone sharp.

"Sebastian, you shouldn't speak like that," Geoffrey said, his voice suddenly grave.

"Yesterday she was calling me names and hitting me, and today she's acting like this. Shouldn't I be repulsed?"

"Did she tell you why she was apologizing?"

"She said you warned her. I'm curious-what did you say to make her come apologize to me?"

Geoffrey fell silent. It seemed Sydney hadn't revealed the full truth to Sebastian. She likely wanted to keep it from him for now.

Given the circumstances, Geoffrey decided it was best to withhold the truth.

He had deceived Sydney for years,

n

and now he wanted to give her a choice if she wanted to

acknowledge Sebastian, she needed to say it herself. If Sydney didn't, Geoffrey wouldn't either.

"Sebastian, I did talk to her

yesterday. Her apology might be et

because she doesn't want to upset me, and she knows she crossed the line. She's aware of her mistakes."

Sebastian took a deep breath. "Alright, then. I'm hanging up now."

After ending the call, Sebastian glanced at his reflection in the glass on the wall.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Half of his face was swollen and discolored, with purple and green bruises.

Despite his anger at Sydney for her actions yesterday, he found himself oddly grateful. If not for her, Rosalie wouldn't be so empathetic toward him.

He would not forgive anyone who wronged him. In this world, apart from Rosalie, he cared about no one else!