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.

My mom is just

two of them, holding flowers, walked down a small path in

blew,

There was a ring of lights around it, but no other graves were nearby. It was the only grave

wasn't the usual cemetery where people were

buried here," 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.

turned to Wesley. "Godfather, come

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

tombstone, the name "J" was engraved, with a small inscription beside it:

what's wrong? Why aren't

why is your mother buried here?" Wesley asked, his voice filled

nice because it's quiet. My mom loved peace, so she wouldn't have liked being

replied. "This land. is all mine. I bought it, and I can bury whoever I want here.

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