Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 962



Although Theodore had also shot at Vincent, Rosalie hadn't seen that kind of viciousness in his eyes. Moreover, when Sebastian made his move, Theodore had stopped him.

If Theodore truly wanted Vincent dead, he could have easily let Sebastian handle it without interference. Considering all of this, Rosalie chose Theodore.

Seeing Rosalie remain silent, Theodore pressed on, "Rose, you haven't answered my question. If you don't trust me, why did you choose me?" "Please stop asking, alright? I just picked someone at random. I didn't think too much about it."

She couldn't speak badly of Sebastian in front of Theodore. Besides, this was just her feelings, not necessarily the truth.

Theodore took a deep breath. "Fine, I won't ask. But Rose, if he really dies, what are you going to do?"

"Stop saying that. He won't die. He absolutely won't die!"

Theodore said nothing. Vincent was severely wounded, and Theodore didn't hold out much hope. The man was likely to die, but judging from Rosalie's reaction, if he did, she would be devastated.

Theodore couldn't even deal with Sebastian, and now Vincent was added to the mix.

Sebastian was a cunning and treacherous person, while Vincent was ruthless and reckless.

Theodore felt an overwhelming heaviness in his heart. When would this tangled mess come to an end?

He wondered how Aurora was doing.

When he left, Aurora must have been in a lot of pain. He had abandoned her, and she would surely be heartbroken-but he had no choice.

He felt pity and sorrow for Aurora, but for Rosalie, it was deep love.

They finally arrived at the hospital, where the medical team was already waiting at the entrance.

Vincent was immediately taken out of the car, placed on a stretcher, and rushed into the operating room at the fastest speed.

The light above the operating room flickered on. Rosalie, covered in blood, stood outside and waited in despair.

She raised her hand, staring at the blood covering her hands, and began to tremble.

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trying to remove the blood, but the more she wiped, the more blood spread. Her whole body was

covered in blood-all of it Vincent's.

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"Theo, there's so much blood... Is he going to die?"

Theodore thought Vincent had little chance of surviving, but seeing Rosalie in such pain, he couldn't bear it.

So, he said, "He won't die."

The doctors were working to save him.

"Don't worry. The doctors are doing everything they can."

"He's lost so much blood. What are we going to do? If it wasn't for him saving me, I'd be dead. He took a

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even healed, and you all kept shooting at him. How could you that?" Rosalie cried bitterly. What are we going to do?"

Her body wavered, and she nearly collapsed to the ground.

Theodore quickly caught her.

"Rose." He held her tightly, pressing her head against his chest. "He won't die. I'm sure of it. I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

He couldn't imagine what Rosalie had gone through; what kind of danger she had faced that caused that man to save her.

"Rose."

Theodore wiped the tears from her face, only to realize that his own hands were covered in blood.