Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Wesley and Sydney returned to Rebecca's house. As soon as they walked in, they saw the place bustling with activity; the servants were busy cleaning. Rebecca was directing them.

"Move the table over there," she instructed. "That vase doesn't look good here; put it over there."

With a crash, a maid accidentally knocked over a vase and started crying.

"Oh, dear. How could you be so careless?" Rebecca stepped forward. "You need to be more careful next time."

"I'm so sorry, Madam Jarvis. I'm really sorry."

"Alright, are you hurt?"

"No."

"Then that's fine. Just clean it up and be more careful next time."

"Okay, Madam Jarvis."

Although Rebecca's tone was a bit stern, she didn't hold it against the maid and didn't make her pay for the vase.

Seeing his mother bustling around, Wesley walked in. "Mom, what's going on?"

house.

around. "Why

day to clean?" Rebecca laughed. "Wesley, what are you doing back here? Didn't you come by yesterday?" Wesley was slightly taken

a smile, taking her hand. "Come see. Do you like how I've arranged

Sydney looked at her, noting how vibrant Rebecca

wrong?" Rebecca smiled warmly at her. "Do you have

Sydney suddenly found herself at a

bully you

to Wesley, her expression serious. "Have you been picking on Sydney again? How many times have

didn't bully her," Wesley quickly

hasn't bullied me." Sydney stepped forward. "We just

for you two to care about me. Today just felt like it, so I asked

Sydney put on a

busy herself, directing

stare. "Is this what you meant by what

perfectly

to you! My mom wasn't like

trying to drag this