Chapter 197
Chasing My Pregnant Wife
âI was not! You saw wrongly. I was just trying to hear what she was saying, thatâs all.â
Sebastian tried to explain himself, but panic was rising in his throat and his eyes darted around
anxiously.
âOh? So why are you panicking? Isnât it enough to just let her sleep after giving her her medicine?â
âShe canât take medicine. Sheâs pregnant.â
âWhat did you say?! Sheâs pregnant? My god, youâ¦â Yvonne sputtered, shocked. She then pointed
a finger at him, and accused, âYou made her pregnant! Iâm telling Mom and Dad!â
âWhat nonsense! Rose is already married. The baby is her husbandâs.â
He wasnât trying to dissociate himself from the matter at hand, but was simply worried about ruining
Rosalieâs reputation.
Yvonneâs eyes widened in shock. She looked at Rosalie through the door, and said, âIf sheâs already
married, why did you bring her home and act so intimately with her? Are you interested in married
women? Is her husband fine with this?â
âI canât be bothered to explain things to you.â
Things were complicated, and Rosalieâs privacy was at stake.
Sebastian couldnât possibly tell others about Rosalie and Theodoreâs private affairs.
He said coldly, âGo back to your room and sleep. Donât talk rubbish tomorrow, or Iâll be nasty.â
His cold, warning glare was enough to tell Yvonne that he week
serious and not joking around. Her brother looked as if he was going to eat her alive!
She trembled, frightened. She had never seen him like this before,
much less for the sake of a woman. She didnât believe a word of what he claimed about them being
friends. It may be unrequited, but he certainly seemed to have affections for that lady.
Yvonne was certain about that, but she also remembered how Rosalie looked at Sebastian simply
as a friend and nothing more.
While Yvonne was lost in her thoughts, Sebastian returned to Rosalieâs room.
He took care of Rosalie through the night, diligently changing out her towels and taking her
temperature.
If her temperature rose again, he would have no choice but to give her medicine. For the sake of
protecting the baby in her stomach, he couldnât allow something to happen to her. Thankfully, her
temperature gradually started to drop.
Rosalie was deep in sleep. Sebastian himself was exhausted, but he kept himself awake so he
could take care of her. He downed a few. cups of coffee for fear that he might fall asleep, and not
catch any rise in Rosalieâs temperature in time.
The next morning, Rosalie woke up at noon due to her fever. Her head was spinning when she
woke up, and she felt like she couldnât control. her body. Her mind was in a blank, and she felt like a
lifeless shelf.
She turned, and was surprised to see a man snoozing on the chair next to the bed.
Memories from last night were blurry. Her head was spinning, and she felt warm, as if she had gone
down with something. Did.
Sebastian take care of her the whole night?
Sebastian opened his eyes. He had just shut them a moment ago, but found himself unable to fall
asleep in peace. He had opened his eyes many times; now, he found Rosalie awake.
He immediately sat up, and said, âYouâre awake. How do you feel?â
He reached out, and felt her forehead. Her body temperature had returned to normal, and he
heaved a sigh of relief. âYour feverâs down. Thank god.â
Rosalie sat up on the bed. âDid you take care of me the entire night?â
He looked incredibly exhausted, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Fearing that she might worry, Sebastian laughed it off.
âNo, itâs not what you think it is. I havenât been here for long.â