Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1111

Sebastian was already here. Rosalie couldn't possibly ask him to leave.

It wasn't that she didn't want to see Sebastian, but the divorce had only been recent, and she wasn't sure how to face him. There was still some awkwardness between them.

It wouldn't have come to this if they had never been married and were just friends.

Now, Rosalie tried to treat him neutrally and not think about the past.

After entering, they placed the vegetables, meat, and fruit on the table.

"You bought so much. You won't be able to finish it," Rosalie said.

"It's fine," Sebastian replied. "We can put it in the fridge. You can eat it on another day."

Rosalie nodded. "Seb, how have you been lately?"

"I'm doing well," Sebastian said with a smile. "Don't worry, I'm fine. We're still friends, right?"

Rosalie nodded. "Of course."

"That's good," Sebastian said. "Let's just interact as friends. Don't feel pressured. It was my fault for not telling you that I was coming."

"It's alright," Rosalie replied. "Both of you are my friends. You can come whenever you like."

Suddenly, Steve moved. She wasn't sure if it was because of Sebastian's presence, but Steve seemed excited.

Sebastian quickly stepped forward. "Can I hold him?"

"Of course," Rosalie said, handing Steve over to him.

Sebastian held Steve and rocked him gently. His posture was very tender and skilled.

Rosalie couldn't help but think back to how Sebastian had cared for Steve before. People were complicated—although Sebastian hated Theodore, at least he treated Steve well. She couldn't bring herself to think that Sebastian was entirely good or bad.

When one spent a lot of time with someone, there would always be problems. It was only a matter of size.

Yvonne confidently picked up the ingredients and headed to the kitchen.

Rosalie walked over to her. "Let me help."

"No need," Yvonne replied. "Leave it to me!"

"Yeah, Rose, let her cook. Don't mind her. She's been insisting on showing off her cooking skills," Sebastian teased.

"That's not true!" Yvonne frowned. "This isn't showing off, but showcasing. Just wait and see!"

Yvonne rolled up her sleeves, tied on her apron, and began washing the vegetables.

Sebastian sat down on the couch, holding Steve.

"Steve, do you miss Daddy?" he asked, then suddenly glanced at Rosalie before changing his words. "Do you miss Uncle Seb? Uncle misses you. Have you been a good boy lately?"