Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1385

Rosalie's trembling hands pressed against Justin's wound. She lifted her head, looking around frantically, but she had no idea who had fired the shot. The place was in chaos, with everyone already gone, leaving behind a scene of devastation.

Everything had happened too fast. There had been no time to react.

"Justin!" Rosalie sobbed uncontrollably. "I… We need to get to the hospital. I'll take you to the hospital."

She tried to lift him, but no matter how many times she tried, she couldn't move him.

Justin lay in her arms, too weak to rise.

"Rose…" He grasped her hand. "You need to go. Don't worry about me. It's not safe here."

"No! I won't leave! I'm not going anywhere!" Rosalie shouted in anguish. "Justin, you have to hold on! I'll take you to the hospital—I will!"

Tears streamed down her face as she struggled to carry him on her back.

"Rose, listen to me." Justin's trembling hand grasped her wrist with all the strength he had left. "If I die… Don't be sad. I'll always be in your heart. I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…"

Justin had never expected this to happen. He had thought that happiness was finally within reach for him and Rosalie, but the bullet had pierced his heart. He knew there was no saving him.

He had faced danger countless times before, but this time, luck was not on his side. His luck had run out.

"Justin, don't say that. I don't want your apology—I want you to live! Justin, do you hear me?" Rosalie screamed, her voice hoarse, her tears falling like a torrential downpour. "I just want you to live!"

"Honey… We… won't have the chance to argue anymore." Tears slipped from Justin's eyes as he lifted his bloodstained hand to gently caress her face. He gazed at the woman he loved, his vision blurred by grief. "How…how did it come to this? Why was our happiness so short-lived? God is so cruel…"

His face grew paler by the second.