Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Sydney smiled politely.

"I wouldn't say 'pressured', but I do feel a little nervous."

Sydney had the experience of having dinner with leaders of major companies and even of the city.

Christopher somehow felt different from them all.

She could tell at one glance what kind of people the rest of them were, and even see through their preferences and such.

However, she couldn't figure Christopher Jackson out. Each time she looked into his eyes, she would feel slightly nervous, as though he was capable of melting her into a puddle anytime.

Having lived through half her life, Sydney wasn't a naive young lady who thought that Christopher had feelings for her. Yet, in the depths of her heart, she could sense something wrong with the look in his eyes.

"Why do you feel nervous? Do you think I'll be fierce to you, or raise some unreasonable request?" Christopher asked.

He spoke calmly and politely, with a graceful poise befitting of a true gentleman.

I naturally must be cautious

his head. After a moment's silence, he said, "You don't need to stand on ceremony with me, or be so cautious around me. Just treat me like you would anyone else. Don't worry, I won't pick on you or

word was spoken with such grace

leave at this juncture just because

so much for saying all that. I do find it an honor

work you're busy with day in, day out. It is, in fact, an honor for me to have lunch with you. I actually have to seek your advice

such humility and grace

For any of

Yet, Christopher had both.

smiled warmly at

I can't say that I'm good enough for you to seek advice from, but just feel free

have any questions, and share

your profession or other matters? Can

pondering for a

and shot her