Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 541

She was eager to witness the battlefield.

"You're right! If they end up fighting each other, that would be perfect."

That way, he wouldn't have to get his hands dirty.

The nurse nodded. "Just wait. The opportunity will come. They’ll definitely fight over your friend. You don’t need to worry too much. You’re smart, so I’m sure she’ll have her own plans."

"Exactly." Yerick's smile grew more radiant.

However, for him, opportunities were never something one simply waited for—they were things he created with his own hands. If he wanted it, it would happen.

"Are you feeling better?" the nurse asked.

Yerick nodded. "Much better."

The nurse sighed in relief. "That’s good."

Yerick’s lips curled into a barely perceptible, sinister smile. "Let’s keep our conversation today between us."

The nurse patted her chest reassuringly. "Don’t worry! I won’t tell anyone."

"Good, I trust you. But I really don’t like being lied to. If you do tell someone, then I’ll…" Yerick paused, as if contemplating what he might do.

"You’ll what?" the nurse asked, curious.

Yerick’s smile turned dark. "I’ll kill you and scatter your ashes."

An icy chill swept over the nurse. She shivered, feeling as if she had been doused in ice-cold water, the cold seeping into her very soul.

Seeing her stunned reaction, Yerick suddenly laughed. "Haha, did I scare you?"

The nurse came to her senses when she saw his grin, and managed a shaky smile. "So, you were just joking. You really frightened me!"

The nurse was momentarily stunned but, after a moment’s reflection, realized he was likely performing again, and she laughed. "True, you do seem clever. You’re destined to contribute to human progress."

"Yes, I’ll make significant contributions," Yerick said deliberately, word by word.

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A week had passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, Rosalie had experienced a peaceful week in the hospital, frequently visiting Yerick and chatting with him.

But most of her time was spent with Sebastian.

She hadn’t seen Theodore lately. He seemed to have disappeared from the hospital. She didn’t ask about him; they were akin to the closest of strangers now.

Rosalie felt something was off, but on reflection, everything seemed normal. It was probably for the best—avoiding random encounters and unnecessary complications was better than dealing with bizarre, meaningless entanglements.