Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1253

A man crashed onto the floor, his face all bruised and swollen.

Yerick, tired of beating him up, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his brows.

"Who gave you the guts to try to be a kidnapper? You useless bum! How did Aurora find you?"

This man was the one following Rosalie in the supermarket. He was looking for a chance to kidnap her, but to his utter shock, he found himself kidnapped and abducted to this pitch-black room instead.

He kneeled on the floor, pleading, "Sir, please spare me! Please, sir."

"Who are you calling sir?" Yerick stomped hard on him. "Am I that old?"

He kicked the man's face a few times until he started crying for mercy.

Yerick crouched down low and snapped a few shots of the man's face with his phone. "I can consider sparing you. Call Aurora and tell her that you've killed Rosalie and buried her. Ask her how you should deal with the baby."

Then, he pulled the man up from the ground.

"Hurry up!" he snapped.

The man picked up his phone with trembling hands and scrolled to Aurora's number.

Yerick pulled a gun out from his hip holster and aimed it at the man's forehead. "If you dare say a word about me or if I find your tone strange, I'll blow your brains out and feed it to dogs. Do you hear me?"

"I…I do." The man swallowed hard, composed himself as best as he could, and gave Aurora a call.

"Hello." Aurora's voice could be heard through the man's phone.

Yerick clicked on the record button on the man's phone.

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "Hey, I did what you told me to and kidnapped Rosalie. I strangled her to death when she resisted me, and I dissolved her body in an acid bath."

"That's great! She's finally dead. Did you do a clean job of it?"