Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 1166

"Godfather, Godmother, I'll make a move, too," Yerick said while still hiding behind Wesley's back, sounding slightly timid.

Sydney furrowed her brows. "I'm not your godmother. I'm about to divorce him, so don't go around calling me that. I don't know you."

Sydney's tone wasn't very polite.

She didn't like pretentious people like Yerick who was honey-tongued to everyone they met. She found them scheming and calculative. Though she didn't understand what Wesley was doing by getting himself a godson, it didn't matter to her.

"Syd, why are you so fierce?" Wesley said with a frown. "It's fine if you don't want to be his godmother, but there's no need..."

"I'm just fierce. What are you going to do about that?" Sydney shot back.

She was exhausted, and couldn't care less about her tone.

"Wesley, we just buried Mom. I don't want to fight with you. I've gotten myself a lawyer, and I'm sure things will get ugly if we go to court. I'll expose you for all the affairs you had. Reporters from everywhere will clamor for a piece of the news. Mom's gone and she won't be able to see it blow up anyway, so I don't mind going to that extent—unless you sign the papers before I do so."

With that, Sydney turned to leave.

was about to chase after her when she

into a

clenched his fists and

him and gently patted him on the shoulder. "I'm sorry,

not your fault," Wesley said sorrowfully. "It's

head back early and get

I'll treat you

see you next time

each other, they

drove Rosalie

they reached home. Rosalie couldn't soothe him no matter how hard she tried and she herself was on the verge of

you? I'm begging you!" Rosalie

side. "Rose, why

Rosalie handed the

gradually, with his gentle coaxing,

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