Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 1259

The wedding hall was a wreck.

Wesley slapped Theodore hard.

Cynthia jumped up in fright and was about to step forward, but Sydney beat her to it.

"What are you doing?" Sydney stood in front of Theodore. "Are you crazy?"

"Theodore Spencer, just look at what you've done!" Wesley spat. "I can close one eye to your philandering ways, but you've indirectly caused your grandma's death! If you hadn't brought that woman home, my mom wouldn't have died! You fool!"

Wesley had nowhere else to vent his frustrations and could only take it out on Theodore.

Theodore took a few steps back and almost collapsed on the ground, looking as though he had all his energy sucked out of him. He had no words to refute his father.

"Enough, Wesley Spencer!" Sydney yelled. "What right do you have to yell at Theodore? You're a philanderer yourself!"

"My philandering didn't cause my mom's death!" Wesley yanked his tie off, threw it on the ground, and started sobbing loudly. "My mom's dead!" Theodore's head was buzzing, and he instinctively started looking for something.

"Rose..."

But as he looked around him, he realized that Rosalie was gone.

"Rose, where is she?"

the police came,"

find her.

ran out like a

a gunshot sounded in the

Wesley yelled, "Syd!"

lying on the floor in a

covered her wound, which was

There's a shooter around!" Wesley

hauled Sydney into his arms before

up

police as a

shot by a gunman, badly wounded, and under emergency treatment

on her for eight whole

managed to save Sydney's life, and she ended up in a coma. No one knew when she would wake up, and she was

leaning

a bottle

from his hand. "Theo,

sent someone to investigate the scene, and no one was found to be suspicious. The police are on it,

Wesley suddenly chuckled.

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