Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Two days later, Wesley received the results of the DNA test.

The results showed that he and Yerick were indeed father and son.

Upon receiving this result, Wesley lost his balance and fell into a chair. He sat dazedly in the hospital lobby, his mind spinning. He held his forehead and leaned back weakly.

Yerick was truly his son, the child he had with J. He was already neen years old, at that.

Wesley hadn't imagined they would meet like this. Why hadn't J told him that she was pregnant with his child?

His attitude back then might not have been the best, but if she had insisted on telling him, he would have known. He wouldn't have abandoned them. J, with her stubbornness, had kept it from him, making it seem as if he was the irresponsible one and the scumbag.

Wesley's mind was in turmoil. As he thought carefully, he realized he had been the scumbag. This was all his fault.

What should he do now? Should he tell Yerick that he was his father?

Would Yerick be able to accept it? Would he be furious and think that his father had ignored him for so many years, even unaware of his existence?

trembled as he took out his phone, searching for Yerick's number. He wanted to ask Yerick to meet him, but

to think carefully about

how to meet him, how to interact with him, and when

would be better to spend

thinking for over ten minutes, Wesley finally dialed Yerick's number. After about twenty seconds, the call

"Hello, Mr. Spencer."

you busy

lab. Is there something

if you're free for lunch?

can go out for lunch. I'm not

Wesley breathed a sigh. of relief. "Great, I'll make a reservation at a restaurant. You continue with what you're

no problem." Yerick's voice was bright

phone, tightly gripping it in his hand. He closed his eyes and lowered his

familiarity when he first met Yerick, as if they were