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

doing back here? Didn't you come by yesterday?" Wesley was slightly

here too." Rebecca approached her with a smile, taking her hand. "Come see.

her, noting how vibrant Rebecca seemed, unlike

warmly at her. "Do you have something to tell

found herself

bully

serious. "Have you been picking on Sydney again? How many times have I told you

her," Wesley quickly

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

for you two to care about me. Today just felt like it, so I asked everyone to clean the house inside and out, and to put some fresh flowers

that sounds nice." Sydney put

to busy herself, directing the

cold stare. "Is

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

you! My mom wasn't like

just trying to drag