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Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1394
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Rosalie bit her lip hard, tears streaming down her face.

"Baby, don't cry." Sebastian wiped the tears from her cheeks. "If you behave and please me, I might consider leaving you a handful of his ashes, so you have something to remember him by." "Sebastian, just kill me! I'm begging you, kill me." "Baby, don't say that. I could kill everyone in the world, but I would never kill you. I love you so much. How could I bear to? We'll be together forever soon, and no one can separate us." Sebastian was obsessed, greedily inhaling her scent.

Such a beautiful voice, yet his words were those of a devil.

"Even though Justin is dead and you're in despair, don't et that you still have Steve. He's still so young. What will you do if something happens to him?" At the mention of Steve, Rosalie nearly lost control. "Sebastian, don't hurt my son!" "That depends on you. If you behave, I'll stop keeping an eye on him. After all, he's so young, and no matter how much Theodore protects him, no matter how vigilant he is, there will always be moments when he lets his guard down. You should know how terrifying a scorpion hiding in the dark can be." He was that very scorpion lurking in the shadows.

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He kissed her face forcefully, feeling unsatisfied. "Baby, we'll be getting married soon. Everything has already been arranged over there. Once we get there, we'll be safe." Later, Sebastian booked a room in a hotel. After a while, two maids cto clean Rosalie up.

These maids were well-trained. Fearing she might escape, they held her down and didn't let her move. Even when she used the restroom, they stood guard.

About three hours later, Rosalie's eyes were blindfolded, and she was taken away.

She had no idea where she was going. She only felt herself getting into a vehicle, but as the sounds around her changed, she realized this wasn't a car-it was a plane taking off.

Rosalie was placed in a small cabin inside the aircraft. Her hands were still tied and her eyes were still covered.

Then, a door opened and footsteps approached.

"Baby, are you scared?" Sebastian reached out and removed the blindfold from her eyes.

Rosalie blinked and took in her surroundings. She had guessed correctly-it was indeed a plane. Through the small window, she could see the blue sky outside.

Her face was pale,pletely drained of blood. "Sebastian, where are you taking me?" "I'm taking you to a place where no one will ever find us." He lifted his hand and gently caressed her face.

Rosalie turned her head away in disgust, avoiding his touch.

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Sebastian let out a soft chuckle before withdrawing his hand.

"You already belong to me. What difference does it make whether I touch you or not? Your stubbornness will only bring you more pain." Dressed in an impeccably tailored suit, Sebastian looked exceptionally handsome. If one didn't know the truth, who would have thought that beneath such a refined exterior lurked such a despicable man? He stood up, his tall frlooming over her, and patted her head. Then, reaching into his pocket, he took out a handful of rings and weighed them in his hand. "Do you recognize these?" Rosalie's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

It was her and Justin's wedding rings-the ones they had carefully chosen for each other, the proof of their love.

Sebastian picked out one of the rings-the men's band-and held it between his fingers. "This was taken from Justin's finger. It wouldn'te off no matter what, as if¶ were embedded in his flesh. In the end, we had no choice but to cut off his finger." The most terrifying kind of person was one like Sebastian-someone who could utter the cruelest words in the most nonchalant tone, as if everything was perfectly justified.

Rosalie felt as though a dagger had pierced her heart, the wound gushing with blood.

She could picture the scene vividly. She glared at him with pure hatred.