Chasing My Pregnant Wife

He turned around, his face frighteningly pale. "If you still don't love Mom, you wouldn't even be here right now! You wouldn't care about the child she gave birth to, either." "Theo, you're my son! I care about you, no matter what."

"Then why were you always not around when I was young? Why were you always with other women when I needed you most?"

Wesley was at a loss for words.

Theodore sneered. "You're here not because you're a good father. You're at best a bastard who suddenly had his conscience pricked and wants to go back to your family."

Wesley clenched his fists. "Did your mom say something to you?"

"No, she didn't say anything. She doesn't even talk to me about you."

His words were blades piercing through Wesley's chest.

Theodore's words were cold and cruel, but they exposed the truth that Sydney never talked about his father to him.

Her hatred toward Wesley had faded to cold indifference.

Although they still met and interacted with each other, a huge chasm laid between them.

rather Sydney spoke bad about him to Theodore. At the very least, that would prove

very hard. Can't you help me out? We're family. Isn't it good for

to me. Mom will never forgive you, and you don't deserve to be forgiven anyway. You did

sent waves of pain crashing in Wesley's

words were a precise description of what happened to

path. He knew it was wrong, but he committed the same

wrong. It was as if they were blinded to think that they were right in what they did they refused to listen to anyone, stubbornly

realized their mistakes, it was

and I really regret what did. The please come down from there, won't you? I'm begging you, you still have your family,

went on

do have family,

"What about her? If you don't want to talk to us, you can talk to her. I'll

me about her," Theodore said

happened to cause Theodore to become like this. He felt

got hurt, and

felt like an empty shell without a soul and a