Chasing My Pregnant Wife

After everything ended, Sydney turned to the side weakly and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.

Geoffrey hugged her from behind, kissing her shoulder.

"Sydney, wouldn't it be better to get a divorce and come back to me? This way, you wouldn't have to worry about our two families going to war. That man can't stop you from remarrying." Sydney weakly closed her eyes. "What will it take for you to let me go?" Even if she divorced, she couldn't possibly marry Geoffrey.

"I don't want to let you go. You were always my woman. I truly love you. Otherwise, I wouldn't have raised our child all these years."

"So, no matter what, you won't let go? You're going to cling to me for the rest of your life, is that it?" Sydney asked this question with a heart full of despair.

Geoffrey sighed. "Sydney, why can't you forgive me? My love for you is no less than Wesley's. Don't you want to make it up to Sebastian? Don't you want to tell him the truth?"

"Don't bring him up!" The mention of Sebastian made Sydney's heart ache.

Clearly, it was Geoffrey who had taken her son away from her for so many years. Yet now, he was using Sebastian to manipulate her. He was despicable.

After learning the truth, she wanted to reunite with Sebastian, but she didn't have the

Sebastian as a son-she also had

way things had turned out now was something Sydney never expected. If she

the end, it was her own poor judgment of men. She shouldn't have let herself be

if these men wanted to be cruel, they should have been cruel all the way. Instead, they regretted their actions and

that she was trapped in Geoffrey's

her to stay and have breakfast before she was allowed to

even left the road along the villa

a young woman leaning against the an outside. Sydney opened the door and got out, walking over to

in front of her as

you blocking the road? I need

Harper, you know who I am, right?" Yvonne

Geoffrey's daughter,

you do know