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 walking by your

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

was spoken with such grace

to leave at this juncture just because of

Jackson, thank you so much for saying all that. I do find it an honor to be able to have a

that big an honor, really. As the president of a bank, I'm sure things are not easy with all the work you're busy with day in, day out. It is, in fact, an honor for me

and grace from

proudly and arrogantly. For any of them to have either humility or grace was

Yet, Christopher had both.

warmly

that I'm good enough for you to seek

any questions, and share

your profession or other matters? Can I really

Sydney answered him after pondering for a

off, and shot her a