Chasing My Pregnant Wife

The lunch went on pretty smoothly, despite Sydney's nerves at the start.

Christopher, on the other hand, remained rather open-minded.

Sydney slowly got infected by his mood; they started chatting about many things, ranging from finance-related issues to personal preferences. They even shared anecdotes about interesting and strange things they encountered. The two of them got along pretty well.

Many times during their conversation, Sydney was tickled pink by Christopher.

Each time Sydney laughed, Christopher would look at her with a tender and deep look in his eyes. Yet, he always managed to compose himself right before Sydney noticed it.

They continued chatting long after their meal was over.

The clock struck two in the afternoon before they realized it.

Sydney glanced at her watch. "Mr. Jackson, we've been here for so long. I'm sorry for holding you back from your appointments."

Christopher smiled. "Not at all. Am I holding you back from anything?"

Sydney smiled politely. "Of course not. I just didn't expect us to have so much to talk about."

Christopher was truly very different from all other powerful and influential leaders she had met.

He was polite and knew his boundaries. He didn't do everything he pleased and disregarded other people's feelings just because he had the power to do so.

even thanked the waiter each time he switched out their plates

very

and had no children to his name. He probably gave his

lack of women, given his status as

who were powerful and influential didn't let their marital status stop them from having their fun outside

merely

circle was very polluted indeed, and Sydney had seen so much of it she had turned numb. As for Christopher,

the very least, on the surface, he seemed more reserved and more worthy of her respect

and chat

Christopher's words stunned Sydney.

"We can be friends and just meet casually for a chat. How

Sydney's palms started sweating.

seemed to sense something from the

Christopher deliberately let her sense

then, her phone

her phone screen, and saw

seems to be in a

phone back into her bag, her face turning solemn in an

Mr. Jackson. I have to head back now." She deliberately mentioned her husband, as if reminding Christopher