Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 1299

Yerick drove, taking Wesley away from the house.

It was only then that Wesley realized the place Yerick had brought him to was desolate, with only a small house in sight. The area was so remote that there were no streetlights.

"Yerry, why did you buy a house here?" Wesley asked.

"It's quiet. I like it," Yerick replied.

"It's quiet, alright, but it's so isolated and with no shops nearby. Did you live here before?" Wesley asked.

"Godfather, this is just a place I come to when I want to clear my head. Plus, with a car, it's easy to go anywhere," Yerick explained.

They had been driving for about ten minutes, but through the car window, Wesley still hadn't seen any other residents. It felt eerily silent.

After a while, the car came to a stop. There were lights here now, but they didn't seem like public streetlights.

let's get out. My

them, holding flowers, walked down

around. The cold wind blew, giving the area a somewhat desolate

There was a

cemetery where people were

placed the flowers in front of the tombstone. "Mom, I've come to see you. I'm sorry I'm a bit late today. Some things held me up,

to Wesley. "Godfather, come

before him, he felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard to breathe. He gently placed the flowers

was engraved, with a small inscription beside it: "Dedicated by her

aren't you

buried here?" Wesley asked,

quiet. My mom loved peace, so she wouldn't have liked being buried in a public cemetery," Yerick explained. "But can people be buried here?" Wesley

mine. I bought it, and I can bury whoever I want here. Godfather when you pass away, I can bury you here too, next to

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