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.

looked around. "Why

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

too." Rebecca approached her with a smile, taking

her, noting how vibrant Rebecca seemed, unlike how Wesley had

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

suddenly found herself

bully you

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

her," Wesley quickly

bullied me." Sydney stepped forward. "We just came to see how you've

well, very well! It's rare for you two to care about me. Today just felt like it, so I asked everyone to clean the house inside

Sydney put on

continued to busy herself, directing the

cold stare. "Is this what you meant by what you told

at his mother; today, she seemed perfectly

to you! My mom

drag this out. You don't want a divorce,