All Chapters of Chasing My Pregnant Wife: Chapter 391 - Chapter 400

Meanwhile, Rosalie picked out the seafood.When she returned, she saw from a distance that Geoffrey and Sydney were still talking. She didn't know what they were discussing. Worried she might interrupt them by approaching them now, she sat nearby and waited.Suddenly, she remembered that she had told Sebastian last night that she would call him once she was feeling better. Now that she had some free time, she dialed Sebastian's number.Sebastian picked up immediately. "Hello, Rose.""Seb, it's me. Sorry about leaving early last night.""It's okay, it was an emergency. It wasn’t your fault. Are you feeling better now?" Sebastian asked.Rosalie responded with a hum. "I'm much better. By the way, how did it go with Miss Yancey last night? After I left, did you get along well with her?"Seeing that Sebastian remained silent, Rosalie asked, "What's wrong? Didn't you talk with her? How do you expect to win a girl's heart like this? If you really can't manage, ask Vonnie to help you. S

He should be grateful to himself for threatening others.Geoffrey noticed Rosalie's lukewarm reaction, and seemed to understand something. "I know you don't have a good impression of me, but I have a reason for everything I do. As a father, I naturally care about my son's happiness. But since he doesn't have a girlfriend now, even if I wanted to fulfill his wishes, I wouldn't have the opportunity. “I know my son. If we wait for him to get married on his own, who knows when that will be? The woman I've found for him is very nice. I believe they will be well-suited for each other once they get to know each other.""Mr. Carter, you may think they will get along well after getting to know each other, but Sebastian might not feel the same way. What if he refuses? What will you do, then?" Rosalie asked. She wanted to know what consequences Sebastian would face."So he better not refuse." Geoffrey's voice turned a bit colder. "You can also persuade him to accept my arrangement.""Me,

“Seb, you don't have to worry. Your father wasn't here to see me today, but my mother-in-law, the president of Apex Bank. I was just accompanying her. Nothing happened.”“Really?”“Really. If something had happened, would I still be sitting here talking to you? Don’t worry too much.”Sebastian heaved a sigh of relief. “That's good. Rose, if you need to meet my father next time, let me know in advance. I didn't know about today’s meeting.”“It’s fine, Seb. Your father wouldn’t do anything outrageous to me. By the way, do you know that he…”“What about him?” Sebastian asked.Rosalie suddenly remembered that Sydney was sitting next to her, so she said, “Seb, let’s talk about it next time we meet. Don’t worry, it’s nothing serious. I’m fine. I’m heading home now.”“Alright, call me when you get home, just so I know that you're safe.”“Okay, I will. Bye.” Rosalie hung up.She turned, and saw Sydney staring meaningfully at her.Feeling awkward, she forced herself to smile. “He call

The Carter Residence.Geoffrey was in his precious collection room and taking a photo out of a hidden compartment. The photo was quite old. On it was a young woman, beautiful and smiling brightly.Geoffrey sighed. He stroked the woman's face in the photo gently, murmuring to himself, “Sydney, why did you have to go back? What’s so good about that man?”Outside the door, the butler's voice could be heard. “Sir, there was a call from Madam. She said she won’t be coming back tonight.”Geoffrey frowned. He turned around and said, “Tell her that Sebastian’s getting married. She should come back quickly to prepare. After our son’s wedding, she can go wherever she wants.”“Understood,” Phillip said, and then another voice came from outside. “Is my father inside?”“Mr. Sebastian, you’re back. Mr. Geoffrey is inside. Do you need anything?”Sebastian knocked on the door. “Dad, I need to talk to you.” Geoffrey put the photo back nicely, locked the hidden compartment, and opened the doo

Half an hour later, Sebastian left the Carter Residence. Geoffrey sat alone in the living room, looking around at the empty space. Not far away, Phillip stood watch.It had always been like this—a master and his servant. Whether it was his son, daughter, or wife, none of them came home regularly. He truly was a good husband and father; so good that they all chose not to return.Just as he was about to leave, a middle-aged man with an imposing presence and a commanding aura walked in."Hello, Brother-in-law."Geoffrey looked up, and was surprised to see him. "What brings you here?""I came to see you." The man walked forward, adjusted his coat, and sat beside Geoffrey casually, as if this were his home too. "And to talk about my sister."His sister was Xyla Jackson, Geoffrey’s wife. The man, Christopher, was Xyla’s second older brother. He was a few years younger than Geoffrey.Geoffrey remained calm. "Are you here to criticize?" Christopher said, "Not exactly. I'm just worried