Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Xyla smiled.

"Mom, what are you talking about?" She linked arms with her mother, acting like the perfect, affectionate daughter. "Mom, you're forever young. I think you look under 50-still so youthful!"

"You and that sweet tongue of yours! Always so good at flattering others."

Chandra was indeed pleased by the compliment.

"Come on, let's head inside," she said. "What if you start feeling unwell again?"

"Alright, let's go in," Xyla said; she gave Christopher a look, her gaze flicking toward the gates, as if silently urging him to leave.

"Mom, since Xyla's fine, I'll head back now and visit you another day," Christopher said, playing along.

"It's so late already, and you've come all this way," Chandra said. "Why don't you stay the night and leave tomorrow?"

I have to be up early tomorrow, and it's quite far from here to the office.

then," Chandra said. "Make sure to take care of your health. Don't overwork yourself. You've always been so driven. You've worked yourself into the hospital before. Let your subordinates handle things—don't take everything on

to do that. See? I'm

My son is strong, and my daughter is so devoted. It's just a pity that my

eldest son, a wave of sadness passed

immediately changed the subject. "Mom, let's

Chandra turned to Christopher. "Drive carefully on your way back. Let

I'll be

Christopher got into his car and drove

clung to her mother's arm. "Mom, what kind of nightlife have you

You kids wouldn't find it

I wouldn't be interested if you don't tell me? Come on, give

gaze becoming noticeably more serious as she looked

is that? If I don't stand up for you, are you just going to let yourself be wronged again and