Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 539

“Rose, I’m serious,” Sebastian said to her retreating figure.

Rosalie turned around. “If I went back and rested, I wouldn’t come back. Is that still fine?”

“Why?” Sebastian asked in a panicked voice. “What did I do wrong this time?”

“If you don’t want to do something wrong, then listen to me and be good. If I really left, are you sure your imagination won’t run wild?”

That was what Rosalie was worried about—-that Sebastian might put up a front. He couldn’t bear letting her stay here and take care of him, but he would get scared if she actually left.

Given his current condition, it wasn’t appropriate for him to be worried. Staying by his side would soothe his frazzled nerves, and help with his recovery. She didn’t mind that.

The faster he recovered, the better it was for the both of them.

Sebastian lowered his head guiltily. True, he had been letting his imagination run wild. His brain had been in overdrive throughout the time Rosalie was away, and he didn’t keep his emotions in check.

“Seb, don’t worry. I sleep here just great, and I’m glad to see you well and fine. If I went home, I’ll be worried about you. I definitely wouldn’t be able to sleep well the entire night. I feel more at ease by your side.”

Sebastian wanted to say more, but Rosalie had already entered the washroom.

He stared at the door of the washroom in a daze, a small smile on his lips. Although he wanted Rosalie to go back and rest, in the depths of his heart, he actually wanted her by his side. It might be a little selfish of him, but he needed her.

Yerick was initially smiling as he looked at his phone while seated on the bed, but after a while, he saw something that made his face tense.

The nurse sat on a chair, keeping him company while knitting, since there was nothing much she needed to do.

The nurse was a young lady slightly past the age of 20, similar to Rosalie. Seeing Yerick’s face turn solemn and his brows furrowing, she put down her knitting.

If only Sebastian died! But if he did, Rosalie would be sad.

Seeing Yerick gripping his phone so tight, the nurse got worried. She stepped forward, and poked her head toward him. “What are you looking at?”

“Scram! Who asked you to come over?” he growled.

The nurse jumped back in fright. Upon seeing Yerick’s fierce expression, she took a few steps back and collapsed on the floor with a thud.

She never expected such a polite boy to be capable of looking so vicious. He looked like a completely different person, his usual courteous and genteel manner gone without a trace.

Yerick’s gaze landed sharply on her. His eyes flashed viciously, but very quickly, he composed himself.

“Are you alright?”