Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 1108

Wesley looked at Yerick standing before him. He couldn't help but wonder if this young man was truly his son.

Was this what J wanted to tell him back then?

The complicated look on Wesley's face made Yerick furrow his brows. "Mr. Spencer, what's the matter?"

Wesley snapped back to attention. "Nothing. It must have been tough on you, losing your mother and not having your father around. How did you grow up? Did you have a relative taking care of you?"

"I was sent to the orphanage, and I grew up there."

"The orphanage?" Wesley's heart throbbed with pain. "Do you not have any other relatives?"

Yerick smiled bitterly. "What relatives? Even if I do, who'd be willing to bring around a burden like me?"

Wesley wanted to say more, but Yerick just chuckled.

start chatting here?

about this? You get in the car. Let's have lunch. It's noon, anyway.

Spencer, you're treating me to lunch when

that you're a

worried that Yerick might

money. I'm willing to keep you company. For some reason, I find you

nodded. "Yes, I have a

wonder you feel like such a kind

very much. After composing

told Yerick to feel free to order anything

toward

being way too nice to me. I did comfort you with a few words,

as much as you

made him Yerick's father; his blood was flowing in Yerick's

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