Chasing My Pregnant Wife



After a long silence, Sydney finally spoke.

"Theodore, things have already come to this. You're a smart kid and know what's best for you. Aurora is a nice girl, and if you can find happiness with her, it wouldn't be a bad thing. Your grandmother would also be happy, seeing how similar Aurora and Rose are. As for the real Rose, just let go. Don't bother her anymore."

"Shut up!" Theodore suddenly lost control and yelled at Sydney. "Stop trying to get me to give up on Rose under the guise of doing it for my own good! I'm so sick of hearing that! Are you really my mother? Why does it feel like you're Sebastian's mother instead? Every time, you seem to speak up for him. Do you think I can't tell? You even call him 'Sebastian' so affectionately—it's disgusting! What kind of spell did he cast on you?"

He never expected his mother to take sides, but he at least expected her to be fair!

Yet now, he couldn't help but feel that his mother wasn't siding with Rosalie but rather with someone who had no real connection to her-Sebastian. He truly couldn't understand why.

Sydney's heart trembled when she heard Theodore's angry roar.

"Theo, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it that way. You're my son. Of course, I'm your mother. I'm doing all this for your own good."

"Shut up!" Theodore repeated furiously. "I've had enough of your so-called kindness! Please, I beg you, stop doing me any more favors and don't contact me again!"

With that, Theodore ended the call and threw his phone hard against the wall. The screen shattered instantly.

The foreigner standing nearby remained upright and silent.

The entire ward plunged into a deadly silence.

After a long while, the foreigner spoke in Briusian, "Though I didn't understand what you were saying, I believe you need some rest."

At that moment, the phone in the foreigner's pocket began to ring. He took it out and answered. "Hello."

"I see."

After ending the call, he turned to Theodore. "Mr. Spencer, it seems they've found Miss Young's car."

"What?" Theodore's emotions

surged upon hearing this. He

immediately pulled the needle out from the back of his hand, threw off the covers, and bolted out of bed.

After the call ended, Sydney covered her mouth, whispering in pain, "Theo, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry."

Geoffrey happened to just step out of the bathroom after his shower and saw Sydney sitting on the bed in tears, and his heart ached.

Just half an hour ago, she had been happy in his arms, but now she was crying like a child.

He lay down beside her and wrapped his arms around her.

"Come on now, don't cry. The kids are all grown up. They'll resolve their own relationship issues."

"Let go of me!" Sydney pushed him away forcefully. "This is all yourContent © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

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fault! You took Sebastian from causing us to miss out on each other for so many years. And now, out of nowhere, you tell me he's my son Geoffrey, do you enjoy torturing me?"

"It wouldn't be torture if you would just look at it differently. You can leave Wesley and be with me. Then you can acknowledge yourself as Sebastian's mother. I'll explain it to Sebastian. He'll understand that

wasn't you who abandoned

him-that it was entirely

it

fault as

his father. He'll forgive you."

"Easy for you to say! You've made such a huge mess, and you think you can somehow fix it with just a few words?" Sydney retorted.