Chasing My Pregnant Wife

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.

get out. My

out of the car, and the two of them, holding

wind blew, giving the area a somewhat desolate

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 were nearby. It was the only grave in the area,

cemetery where people

Yerick said as he 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, and I also brought

turned to Wesley. "Godfather, come over here and meet

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

was engraved, with a

wrong? Why aren't you saying anything?" Yerick

is your mother buried here?"

quiet. My mom loved peace, so she wouldn't have liked

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