All Chapters of Chasing My Pregnant Wife: Chapter 911 - Chapter 920

The man's breathing grew heavier and rougher.Rosalie summoned her courage to face his injury, watching as he used tweezers to pull a bullet from his chest and then toss it into a nearby dish. He tilted his head back and let out a long breath.Then, he used the tweezers to remove the shards from his wound. After that, he picked up a bottle of hydrogen peroxide to rinse his wound, but his hands were trembling.Rosalie took the hydrogen peroxide from him. "Let me handle it. I'll help you."Vincent let his hands fall to his side, not stopping her.Rosalie carefully rinsed his wound with hydrogen peroxide. As if afraid of causing him pain, she blew gently on his injury while cleaning it.Noticing her actions, a playful smile flickered in Vincent's eyes.After she finished rinsing his wound with hydrogen peroxide, she followed up with a saline solution to clean the residue. Next, she disinfected the area with iodine and bandaged the wound.There was still a bullet lodged in his shou

After hanging up the phone, Rosalie examined the house.It was a two-story standalone building. From the outside, one couldn't see through the glass to the interior. However, from the inside, one could see the outside clearly.She knocked on the glass and realized it was different from ordinary glass. Sometimes, she saw houses in certain Melrinen neighborhoods that seemed unsafe because of all the glass; one could easily smash it to gain entry.Although private property was highly protected in Melrine and breaking in was a felony, there were always people who might take desperate risks. If someone wanted to break in, it would be quite easy.However, this house was different. It seemed to have specially designed glass that felt unique to the touch, yet it was transparent. This type of glass would likely resist even a hammer, and if she guessed correctly, bullets would struggle to penetrate it.The house, decorated in a minimalist style, was clean and tidy. Suddenly, she noticed two

Upon seeing the words "honey" and "baby," Vincent frowned slightly.Rosalie had a husband and a baby? So, she was already married.She looks to be in her early twenties, which was relatively young. Yet, she was already married and had a child.For some reason, he felt a sense of loss, but soon after, he found it ridiculous. What did he have to feel lost about? He didn't even know her.Vincent wanted Rosalie to sleep a little longer, but her husband seemed very worried about her. If he didn't reply, he might call the police.So, Vincent picked up Rosalie's phone and clicked to reply. [I didn't sleep well last night. I want to sleep a little longer; I'll call you later.]Sebastian quickly replied, [Alright, go ahead. I'll wait for your call.]Vincent looked at the text and suddenly felt a surge of annoyance.-Rosalie opened her eyes. It was probably noon already. She sat up from the bed and rubbed her eyes.She glanced at the alarm clock; it was 12 PM.Rosalie immediately got

Rosalie replied, "You had a bad dream last night and kept calling Youngie's name."Vincent's grip tightened over the spoon he was holding so hard his knuckles popped up."Who's Youngie?"Rosalie was sure Youngie was his girlfriend or someone special to him. All she knew was that he looked to be in much pain when he called out Youngie's name in his nightmare.That look of pain seemed as though the girl named Youngie was no longer around.Vincent remained seemingly emotionless, but his gaze shifted as he said indifferently, "The next time I have a nightmare, keep away from me and leave me be.""Oh, okay."Rosalie was about to sit down when realization dawned upon her.Why would there be a next time?She chuckled awkwardly. "It's good that you're fine now. I'll leave right after lunch. Don't worry, there won't be a next time."He saved her and got injured. She was worried that something might happen to him, so she stayed the night to keep watch over him.Since he was fine, she

"Are you scared?" Vincent said as his eyes narrowed. "In that case, you can eliminate this option, because you're scared to die."He put down his gun. "You're now left with two options. One is to give me one billion dollars and another is to give me ten thousand dollars and one week of your time. Ms. Young, you'll have to choose between these two options. Leaving this place isn't an option you can take."Rosalie didn't expect to see this side of his, but then again, she didn't know him well enough and naturally didn't expect him to be someone like this.When he saved her, blocking her from the bullet at the risk of his life, she thought he just looked scary. She didn't expect it to go beyond just appearances."Can I find someone to take care of you? I can find the best nanny or a professional doctor.""I don't want any of them. I want you." Vincent's face looked pale, but his aura remained imposing. Rosalie asked anxiously, "Why must you insist on me taking care of you?""I'm