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 mom

got out of the car, and the two of them, holding flowers, walked down a small path in

wind blew, giving the area a somewhat desolate

walking for a few minutes, they stopped in front of a tombstone. The tombstone was very simple, with crooked lettering. There was a ring of lights around it, but no other graves

the usual cemetery where

"Mom, I've come to see you. I'm sorry I'm a

Wesley. "Godfather, come

tombstone before him, he felt a tightness in his chest, making it hard to breathe.

engraved, with a small inscription beside it:

wrong? Why aren't

here?" Wesley asked, his voice

wouldn't have liked being buried in a public

can bury whoever I want

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