Chasing My Pregnant Wife



A man crashed onto the floor, his face all bruised and swollen.

Yerick, tired of beating him up, pulled out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat on his brows.

"Who gave you the guts to try to be a kidnapper? You useless bum! How did Aurora find you?"

This man was the one following Rosalie in the supermarket. He was looking for a chance to kidnap her, but to his utter shock, he found himself kidnapped and abducted to this pitch-black room instead.

He kneeled on the floor, pleading, "Sir, please spare me! Please, sir."

"Who are you calling sir?" Yerick stomped hard on him. "Am I that old?"

He kicked the man's face a few times until he started crying for mercy.

Yerick crouched down low and snapped a few shots of the man's face with his phone. "I can consider sparing you. Call Aurora and tell her that you've killed Rosalie and buried her. Ask her how you should deal with the baby."

Then, he pulled the man up from the ground.

"Hurry up!" he snapped.

The man picked up his phone with trembling hands and scrolled to Aurora's number.

Yerick pulled a gun out from his hip holster and aimed it at the man's forehead. "If you dare say a word about me or if I find your tone strange, I'll blow your brains out and feed it to dogs. Do you hear me?"

"I...I do." The man swallowed hard, composed himself as best as he could, and gave Aurora a call.

"Hello." Aurora's voice could be heard through the man's phone.

Yerick clicked on the record button on the man's phone.

The man wiped the blood from the corner of his lips and said, "Hey, I did what you told me to and kidnapped Rosalie. I strangled her to death when she resisted me, and I dissolved her body in an acid bath."noveldrama

"That's great! She's finally dead. Did you do a clean job of it?"

"Very. I burnt up the remaining bits and all that's left are ashes. Oh yes, how should I deal with her baby?"

Aurora pondered for a moment before saying, "That baby...just kill him!"

"Kill the baby?" The man lifted his head and looked at Yerick.

Yerick shot him a look, signaling for him to go on.

"But the baby is still so young," the man said.

"So what? He's still a bastard, Rosalie's bastard son. Kill that bastard and make sure that mother and son pair have no chance of a reunion even in the underworld! Feed his corpse to wild dogs and

make sure they eat up every bit of

evidence!"

"I can kill him," the man went on, "but you have to pay me double. I only agreed to kill Rosalie Young. Now that you want her baby dead, then..."

"Don't worry, I won't shortchange

et

you. As long as you do a clean job of

it and don't get caught. Leave once you do the deed, and don't get found out."

"Got it. I'll call you after I'm done with the baby."

After the man hung up, Yerick snatched the phone back.

"Sir...no, young man, I did what you told me to. Please spare me. I was just paid to do this."

Yerick shot him a smile. "If I hadn't caught you today, would you do exactly what you said to Rosalie and her baby?"

"No, no! Why would I? I definitely wouldn't."

"Really? Alright, I'll trust you for now. I'm such a kind person, you see, and very trusting of others." Yerick stood up and knocked the muzzle of the gun against the man's forehead.

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A muffled gunshot sounded in the cold, narrow room.

Before the man could cry for help, he collapsed lifelessly on the ground.

Yerick yawned and stretched his arms out.

"The show's about to begin. It's finally at its climax, I can't wait!"