Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Chapter 715

Chapter 715

Sebastian said it all without batting an eyelid.

"Thank you, Seb," Yerick said joyfully. "I was worried for a moment that you wouldn't say yes. This is great. I have friends now, I love you all!"

Yerick flashed him a heart sign.

Sebastian said with a smile, "Look at you, behaving like a girl."

"So what if I do?" Yerick countered, "Girls are great. Rose is a girl."

Sebastian shook his head helplessly. "Fine, alright. Do whatever you want."

'See how I get my hands on you, you brat,' Sebastian thought to himself.

The three of them went on eating their dinner.

At the start, Rosalie was worried that Sebastian might not take to Yerick well, but since he made things clear, she naturally did not need to worry anymore and chatted even more happily with Yerick.

Sebastian felt like he was invisible once more, sitting there looking at them talking up a storm.

There was a smudge of sauce on the corner of Yerick's lips, and Rosalie wiped it away with a napkin. "Look at that mess! You're eating just like a child."

"I'm a child before you, Rose. I'll help you wipe your mouth, too."

Yerick immediately grabbed a napkin to wipe the corner of Rosalie's lips.

Sebastian could feel fire almost spewing out of his eyes-the kind of fire that would drive him to annihilate Yerick's entire family!

Sebastian's spoon dropped on the floor with a clank.

He held a hand over his temple, and crouched down.

Rosalie could sense that something was wrong, and asked, "Seb, what's the matter?'

Sebastian rubbed his temple, and said, "I...I'm fine."

Right after he said so, he collapsed weakly on the floor.

Rosalie hurriedly held him up. "Seb, are you exhausted? Did you not sleep well last night? Why don't you get some rest?"

"I'm fine. Rose, sit down. Don't stand up," Sebastian said as he tried to get back to his feet and help Rosalie back to her chair.

Their bodies were pressed against each other, and it felt exceedingly intimate between them.

"Oh dear!" Yerick suddenly exclaimed.

Rosalie turned around and asked, "Yerry, what's the matter?"

Yerick's eyes were bloodshot, and filled with tears. "I accidentally bit my tongue. It hurts."

"Bit your tongue?" Rosalie said anxiously. "Quick, let me see! Are you bleeding?"

"Look, Rose."

Yerick stuck his tongue out carefully.

Rosalie leaned in close to check his tongue. "It's fine, it's not bleeding. Don't worry."

"Oh no," Sebastian yelped as he covered his temple with a hand and collapsed on the floor. "My head hurts."

"Seb," Rosalie rushed over and helped him up. "What's wrong?"

"Rose, my tongue hurts!" Yerick started whimpering in pain.

Rosalie looked at both of them as realization dawned upon her.

She helped Sebastian up, and made him sit on the bed. "Seb, lie down here."

"No need, Rose. I'm fine."

"Lie down," Rosalie insisted firmly. Her brows were furrowed, and the look on her face made it clear that she wouldn't take no for

an answer.

Sebastian somehow felt frightened, and remained silent as he laid on the bed obediently.

Rosalie pulled up the sheets over him.

With that, she turned around and ordered Yerick, "Yerry, come here."

"What's the matter, Rose?"

Yerick walked over. Rosalie pulled him over, and pushed him onto the bed. "You lie down too."

"No need, Rose. I'm fine. It's just my tongue..."

"Lie down," Rosalie said, in a tone firmer than before.

Yerick jumped back in fright, looking pitiful like an indignant child. IIe laid on the bed, not daring to oppose Rosalie.

She looked so fierce, it was frightening.