Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 1390

Rosalie despised him, cursed him, yet at this moment, she uttered the word "laughable"—and that infuriated Sebastian more than anything else.

"I'm laughable?" Sebastian laughed and stood up, gripping the bloodstained dagger in his hand. "Rosalie, I've sacrificed so much for you, and in the end, all I get in return is the word 'laughable'?"

Rosalie no longer had the strength to argue with this madman. She turned her head away, refusing to look at him.

Sebastian's hand trembled as he gripped the hilt of the dagger. "Good. Very good."

He walked to the bed and unshackled her handcuffs.

Rosalie was still weak. She barely managed to push herself up from the bed. She wanted to rush to Justin's side, but before she could, Sebastian grabbed her and held her in his arms.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" she yelled.

"What's wrong? Weren't you the one who claimed to fear nothing?"

"Sebastian, after everything, what more do you want? My life is worthless now—if you have the guts, just kill me!"

All she wanted now was death—to be with Justin.

"I won't kill you. I'll cherish you. But if anyone dares to come near you, I'll kill them."

Sebastian carried Rosalie into the bathroom. The bathtub was already filled with hot water. Without hesitation, he threw her into it.

Rosalie struggled to get out, but Sebastian climbed into the bathtub and held her down.

"Rosalie, you'd better behave yourself. Do you know? I have two wolves, and they love eating human flesh. Do you want me to feed Justin to them, leaving not even a bone behind? He'll never be able to rest in peace—how pitiful."

Rosalie clenched her teeth tightly. "He's already dead. What's the point of taking your anger out on him?"

"It means a lot to me."

He grabbed her by the throat—not with force, but the gesture itself was terrifying. "Rose, I love you so much, yet this is how you treat me? Then I have no choice but to make you suffer."

His eyes were filled with a bloodthirsty hatred.