Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sydney left the hospital in a daze, her mind in turmoil. Wesley had called her numerous times, but she ignored every ring, sobbing into the steering wheel.

Finally, when the ringing became unbearable, Sydney answered the phone with a snarl. "Wesley, stop bothering me. Meet me at the clerk's office at 9.30 AM tomorrow. I'm filing for divorce!"

After her outburst, she slammed the phone onto the seat with frustration. Her marriage was beyond repair.

Geoffrey had violated her, and she had just learned that Sebastian was her son. The situation was a chaotic mess. Continuing her marriage with Wesley would only complicate things further. The best course of action was to divorce him as soon as possible. Even if she divorced Wesley, she had no intention of being with Geoffrey. She just wanted to simplify the tangled relationships.

She should have divorced Wesley long ago, but he had clung to her persistently. She resented him deeply for his infidelity and the way he had treated her.

Yet she couldn't help but think back to the first time she met Wesley, over twenty years ago...

"Don't come any closer. Back off!"

Sydney was cornered by a group of thugs, her whole body trembling. Her heart pounded as if it might burst from her chest. Her breaths came in sharp, frantic gasps, and her lips quivered with fear. Her eyes were wide with terror and helplessness.

distorted into something

struggle, to escape, but there was no

proud and

well-known figure across all faculties. Yet she

the

can forget about escaping! We'll teach you a lesson today. Let's

ripping sound, the thugs tore at her clothes,

in agony, struggling desperately.

you all

cold, authoritative voice suddenly cut through the chaos from behind the

in the alleyway. "Who are you? Mind your own

said with a sneer, stepping forward with

his presence casting a powerful shield against the thugs, giving

she watched as Wesley effortlessly took them, knocking them