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Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 1319
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"Mom, do you see this? I've brought our enemy here. All the Spencers are either dead or hurt because of me, and the one who

started all these is kneeling right here. You can rest in peace in heaven now, right?"

Yerick caressed the tombstone.

"Mom, I'll have thover to keep youpany, okay?"

Yerick's gaze landed coldly on Theodore and Spencer.

"See that pit over there? Go in."

"No!" Rosalie yelled from where she was. "Theo, don't...don't go in!"

Yerick raised the device in his hand. "Go in, or else."

"Don't hurt her," Theodore said. "I'll go in."

He immediately stood up, walked to the pit, and jumped in.

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"No!" Rosalie yelled brokenly. "Yerick, kill me! Just kill me!"

Yerick ignored Rosalie and turned his attention to Wesley. "Are you not going to apany your son? He's much braver than you

are."

Wesley was powerless to say anything. He merely threw Yerick a glance before walking into the pit as well.

"Yerry, you should know that killing us all won't bring your mom back to life. It won't make you happy, either," Wesley said.

Although Yerick was his biological son, Wesley couldn't stop himself from feeling resentful toward him for wanting to kill his other

son.

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At once, Yerick shot Wesley's arm.

"Argh!" Wesley shrieked in pain.

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"Yerick, you're crazy!" Theodore yelled furiously.

"I'm going to bury you two alive, so why do you even care about a measly gunshot? Shooting him to death would spare him from

suffocating to death," Yerick said carelessly.

Wesley had fainted from the pain.

Yerick chuckled coldly by the pit. "You two, go keep my mompany."

With that, he picked up the steel shovel lying on the floor next to him and started shoveling dirt into the pit.

"Rose, | know you're very sad, but trust me, it'll all be over soon," Yerick said.

Theodore turned to look at Rosalie. "Rose, live on well. I'm sorry for everything that has happened. It's not your fault, but mine.

Don't be too sad after I'm gone. I'm not a good man. | hurt you and betrayed you so many times. Don't be sad over my death."

"Theo, no! Don't say that! Please don't say that! | don't want to see you die, | don't want you to die! Yerick, stop at once! Stop!"

Rosalie could only watch on as more and more dirt piled up around Theodore and Wesley, reaching their knees.

Rosalie was feeling more and more hopeless with every minute. She could only say what was from the bottom of her heart.