Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)

"This bracelet is probably the one you're looking for," Justin said, his expression turning serious. "It must have been sent by the man who stole it." At that moment, Rosalie's phone rang. The screen displayed an unknown number, but she had already guessed who it might be. She answered and put the call on speaker.

"Do you like the bracelet? I sent it to you."

She hadn't expected this person to suddenly reappear and even make contact with her child.

Rosalie was furious. "I'm warning you. If you harm my child, I won't let you go!"

"Look at how worked up you are. If I had harmed him, would you still be able to see him? I was just returning something to you."

"Then tell me what's your purpose? What do you want?"

"Why are you so afraid? If I wanted to hurt you, you'd already be dead."

Rosalie gritted her teeth. "You..."

"I have something to attend to. We'll talk later." With that, the caller hung up.

"Hello? Hello?" Rosalie immediately tried to call back, but the number was already disconnected, showing as invalid.

Whoever this person was, they were undoubtedly very clever.

"Rose, don't get too worked up. If you let him get to you, you're falling into his trap. His goal is to provoke you."

"I really don't understand. Who is this guy? It's clear he knows me well and is familiar with my every move, but I know nothing about him." Justin took her hand in his. "I'll stay with you. You're not alone."

Rosalie turned her head to look at him, her gaze lingering quietly on his hand.

Meanwhile, Aurora and Angie were restless, unable to eat or sleep.

The two of them clutched their phones, reading the latest chapters the author had posted. The updates were frequent, and the novel laid bare all the things Aurora and Angie had done.

After putting her phone down, Aurora stole a glance at Angie. Then, she swiped at her phone screen a few times and set it aside. "Angie, this book is revealing everything we've done."

After a brief pause, Aurora added, "Tell me when you injected the old lady with that dose, are you sure no one saw you?"

Angie nodded. "Of course, I'm sure. How could anyone have seen me? And I was wearing a nurse's uniform at the time! Even if someone saw, they wouldn't know it was me."

"Angie, this is something you can only tell me, Bon't ever let anyone else know, or they won't let you off the hook We're family, after all. No matter what, I'll help you keep this secret. I won't let them find out you were the one who killed the old lady."

Angie's brows furrowed. "What are you talking about? We're both involved in this! Don't act like I did it alone. Don't forget—it was all your idea."

"You're right," Aurora said. "I

misspoke. We're in the same boat now. We have to stick together and never let this get out. We can't panic. They must not have any evidence; that's why they're writing it into a novel. If they had proof, they

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would've gone straight to the police."

"Exactly," Angie said with a smile. "Now that you've put it that way, I feel relieved. Without evidence, all they can do is put it in a story."

"Angie, it's getting late. You should get some rest. I'm going to bed too."

Angie yawned. "Alright, I'll go to sleep now."

Aurora and Angie then returned to their respective rooms.