Rosalie''s heart raced. "Seb, you were in the hospital, and you weren''t well."


    "That''s no excuse," Sebastian said. "I was ill, but a hug or a kiss shouldn''t be a problem, right? Now that I''m out of the hospital and the doctor has given the go-ahead for some intimacy, are you willing to let me be close to you?"


    Rosalie stared at him in silence.


    Sebastian took a step closer. "Honey, let''s have a hug."


    He wrapped his arms around her back. "Honey."


    Even with his memory loss, Sebastian was still a normal man. Holding his beloved woman, his mind was filled with thoughts. He turned his face, and whispered in her ear, "You smell so good."


    Rosalie flinched and pushed him away, stepping back a few paces. "No, we can''t do this."


    "Why not?" Sebastian''s frown deepened, his voice rising. “Tell me why we can''t. I''m your husband. Don''t use my health as an excuse. I won''t believe you."


    "Sebastian, we just can''t," Rosalie said, her eyes misting. "We can''t..."


    "Tell me why." Sebastian clenched his fists, his voice full of frustration. "I''ve been enduring this for so long. Your avoidance is hurting me, but I care about how you feel, so I kept silent. But I can''t bear it anymore. Forgive my outburst, but I need to know why."


    Heavy silence fell between them. Rosalie looked at Sebastian''s anguished eyes, at a loss for words.


    "Rose, you''re being so cruel. You refuse me, and won''t tell me why. I don''t even know what I did wrong. You keep saying I haven''t done anything wrong, so why are you treating me this way? If it''s going to be like this, I''d rather have failed the surgery and died on the table than face your indifference now."


    Hearing such resolute and sorrowful words from Sebastian, Rosalie felt an overwhelming sense of guilt. "It''s not your fault, Seb. You haven''t done anything wrong. It''s all my problems."


    "Then what''s the issue? If you don''t tell me, I''ll think it''s my fault. What''s really going on?"


    "I''m pregnant," Rosalie finally said.


    Sebastian froze. "What did you say?"


    Rosalie looked down at her stomach. "I''m pregnant."


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    I didn''t know."  "No," Rosalie said. "You did know before, but after the ident, you lost your memory. Plus, with my loose clothing hiding the bump, it''s understandable you didn''t realize."


    "Why didn''t you tell me? Even if I lost my memory, you should have told me immediately! I''m your husband, and this is our child. We...”


    Suddenly, realization struck Sebastian. He looked at her in shock.


    If Rosalie had deliberately hidden her pregnancy with loose clothing, there was only one reason for it-the baby wasn''t his.


    Sebastian stared at her in utter disbelief. “Rose, is it what I''m thinking?"