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?"

the house. Can't you

around. "Why are

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

taking her hand. "Come see. Do you

how vibrant Rebecca seemed, unlike how Wesley had

her. "Do you have

suddenly found herself

Wesley bully

serious. "Have you been picking on Sydney again?

bully her,"

he hasn't bullied me." Sydney stepped forward. "We just came to see how you've been doing

just felt like it, so I asked everyone to clean the house inside and out, and to put some fresh flowers and plants around

Mom, that sounds nice." Sydney put

continued to busy herself, directing the

giving him a cold stare. "Is this what you

at his mother; today, she seemed perfectly fine, unlike the forgetful woman he

lying to you! My mom

believe him. "You're just trying to drag this out.