Chasing My Pregnant Wife



"Rose, you said earlier that you were willing to marry me, but now you're not even willing to let me touch you. You liar." Yerick looked at her sadly. "Do you want me to kill Theodore right now?"

"No!" Rosalie said anxiously at the mention of Theodore. "Didn't you say you want to marry me? Let's do that first. I don't want to be intimate with you before we're married."

"Oh, is that so? In that case, we have to go overseas to get married. I'm underaged here. Otherwise, I'll have to wait very long to share a bed with you."

"Yerry, do you really love me?" Rosalie asked.

"But of course, Rose."

"If you really do, you shouldn't hurt me. I'm very scared right now. Please don't do this to me. At least wait till we're married before we become intimate."

"Do you mean that you're willing to marry me and we can sleep together after we're married?"

Rosalie nodded tearfully. She feared that Yerick would run off to kill Theodore in a fit of hysteria.

Yerick smiled. "Rose, you're taking advantage of the fact that I fancy you, but you know I'm no decent person. Will you be able to stop me if I really want to do something to you? What's more, Theodore's life is in my hands. You have no choice but to do my bidding. Yet here you are, trying to reason things out with me and brainwashing me to drag things out. Are you taking me for a fool?"

Rosalie wiped the tears from her face. "I can't stop you from doing anything to me, so.....go ahead. I can't resist you, anyway."

Yerick started coughing profusely. "Rose, I was just scaring you. I won't touch you tonight. I haven't been feeling too good these past few days. After I recover, I'll give you a good time one of these nights. I won't lose to Theodore in bed."

Yerick stood up and grabbed the gun on the table.

"Rose, I hope you'll be satisfied with my virgin experience. There's one thing you need to do now to give me a taste of what's to come." "What do you want me to do?"

"Come here and kiss me," Yerick said as he pointed the gun at Rosalie.

Rosalie crawled over from the bed, her entire body shaking.

Yerick walked over to her, waiting patiently. "Rose, don't be

half-hearted about it. I want to know what a real kiss feels like. If you dare bite me, I'll kill you. I like you, but even a woman I fancy can't bully me. Got that?"

Yerick bent over and drew his lips near Rosalie's.

His face was close, and Rosalie wondered if his handsome face was what he really looked like.

She shut her eyes and kissed his lips. She didn't dare to be slipshod, and kissed him cautiously.

Yerick opened his eyes and stared at her, only to realize that Rosalie's brows were furrowed tight, as if she were in great torment.

He held the muzzle of the gun

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against her temple and wrapped the

other arm around her waist,

deepening the kiss. He caressed her

back and started to unbutton her shirt, allowing his hand to roam freely inside.

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Rosalie instinctively grabbed his hand to stop him, but the gun was still aimed at her temple. Sensing the aggressiveness in his advance, she had no choice but to release her grip and allow him to do whatever he pleased under her shirt.

Tears streamed down her face.

After a while, he released her and pushed her away before dashing out of the door.

Rosalie heard violent coughing from outside.

She sat on the bed in a daze, her face emotionless. She wiped her mouth hard and buttoned her shirt up.

Yerick was coughing up blood again. He wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and rubbed his lips that were curled in a smile.

Kissing felt so good, especially when it was with Rosalie. Her lips felt so soft.noveldrama

A pity he had to break off the kiss due to his coughing. What a bummer!