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?"

left even before the police came," Sydney

her. I

out like

a gunshot sounded

Wesley yelled, "Syd!"

on the

his arms. He covered her wound, which

a

Sydney into his arms before all of them ran

wedding that went up in flames ended just like

the police as a

badly wounded, and

operated on her for

a coma. No one knew when she would wake up, and she was

dejectedly on the floor, leaning against the wall, his face

him a bottle of water.

looked up at his son and took the bottle from his hand. "Theo, how did things turn

to investigate the scene, and no

Wesley suddenly chuckled.

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