Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 276

Chapter 276 

The next day, an earth–shattering voice echoed throughout Sebastian’s villa. 

“Seb, save me! Please!!!” 

Sebastian was still sound asleep. He was having a wonderful dream, where he and Rosalie were getting married. 

Rosalie was wearing a wedding dress, looking like a goddess- beautiful and noble. She was slowly walking toward him, a happy smile on her face. 

On the other hand, he was ecstatic, and reached out his hand to her The two of them stood on the stage; under everyone’s gaze, they exchanged wedding rings. 

When the host announced that the groom could kiss the bride, he cupped her face and gazed at her delicate cheeks. Feeling his heart race, he closed his eyes and leaned in slowly to kiss her. 

Just as their lips were only a few millimeters apart, a woman’s sharp voice pulled him out of his dream. 

Sebastian had the urge to kill someone. 

He wasn’t a man with a particularly good temper. His good temper was reserved only for Rosalie, but this woman’s voice was obviously not hers! 

“Seb, save me!” 

Bang, bang, bang! 

After knocking on the door a few times, Yvonne turned the door handle and rushed in. 

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“Seb, I accidentally broke Dad’s antique vase–and it’s his favorite, too! He’ll kill me if he finds out! Hurry up and save me!” 

She yanked the blanket off Sebastian, who was only wearing a pair of sleep shorts. His upper body was bare, revealing his well–defined abs. 

Yvonne suddenly froze, staring in a daze. If Sebastian weren’t her brother, she would have pounced on him long ago. 

Sebastian opened his eyes and looked at her darkly, then sat up lazily in bed. 

“Yvonne, do you know what I want to do right now?” 

“Save your dear sister!” Yvonne sat on the edge of the bed, grabbing his arm. “Wow, Seb. You’re so muscular.” 

She punched his muscles playfully. 

Sebastian stared coldly at her. She was really annoying. 

Recalling that she had more urgent matters to tend to, Yvonne said, You need to find a vase identical to this one. This is the one.” 

She took out her phone, and showed him a photo. 

“Please find the exact same one. I’m begging you!” 

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Sebastian glanced at the photo, smirking. “Forget it. This vase is one of a kind. You won’t find another like it. Besides, you made the mistake yourself. Even if Dad cuts off your hand, I won’t butt in.” 

She had interrupted his wonderful dream, and still expected him to help her. Keep dreaming! 

Sebastian wasn’t a magnanimous person. He had been so, so close to kissing Rosalie. 

This annoying girl was bad at everything except causing trouble.