Chasing My Pregnant Wife

A few people were seated in the vast living room. They were Theodore, Rosalie, Wesley, and Christopher.

Christopher had only asked to meet Theodore and Wesley, but Theodore contacted Rosalie, whom he felt was family.

Rosalie put her child in infant care and rushed over. When she heard that this concerned Sydney, she hurried over without any hesitation.

The four of them sat on the couch, the air around them slightly awkward.

"Pardon me," Christopher began, "Sydney needs some time alone and asked me to reach out to you."

"Mr. Jackson," Theodore said coldly. "You contacted us a few days ago saying that my mother is with you and safe. Now that you're right here, I'd like to ask you: what is she doing with you? If she's with you, why does she want to erase all traces of it? Could it be that she's not with you willingly?" "That's right!" Wesley added. "Why is my wife with you for no rhyme or reason? You'll have to give us a good explanation today."

They knew who Christopher was, but they didn't fear him. The Spencers were equally powerful and influential, and didn't fear people of power. Such a meeting usually ended up being a power struggle with an unpredictable ending.

softened. "Is there anything you want to say

soft, a stark contrast with

Christopher

a reasonable explanation," Christopher said. "Sydney was indeed

eyes. "What did you

responded with

arm. "Let's

that she had

anger and snarled, "She's dating you, and now she mysteriously disappeared? That doesn't

it given

you and mentioned it to you many times, but you refused. I'm

face turned darker and darker with displeasure,