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

was a very charming man

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

probably had no lack of women, given his status as a

their fun outside the family. They simply did it in the dark, such that no one else knew

at public functions. Famous female celebrities were merely playthings

seen so much of it she had turned numb. As for Christopher, she had no

more reserved

can always meet and

Christopher's words stunned Sydney.

attempt to hide anything, Christopher said even more directly, "We can be friends and just meet casually for a chat. How

Sydney's palms started sweating.

something from the look in

fact, Christopher deliberately let

her phone dinged

phone screen, and saw a message from

in a bad state and

her phone back into her bag, her face turning solemn in an instant. "What's the matter? Is something happening?" Christopher was getting

texted me. I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson. I have to head back now." She deliberately mentioned her husband,