Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Wesley looked at Yerick, who was kneeling on the ground, and his heart ached.

He painfully closed his eyes, wanting to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to speak the words at the tip of his tongue.

"Mom, why did you die without telling me who my father is? Were you afraid I would hate him? I did hate him, but now I'm all alone. How I wish I could find my real father. Even though I'd be angry at him, I think I would forgive him, as long as...as long as he's willing to accept me as his son."

Wesley opened his eyes, a flicker of hope flashing in his gaze. Finally, he released the emotions he had been holding back.

"Yerry, I'm your father."

Yerick turned to look at Wesley, his eyes wide with shock. "What did you say?"

Wesley crouched down, knelt on one knee, and held Yerick's hand tightly. "I am your biological father. I'm sorry for only telling you now, Yerry."

"You're my biological father? Why... Why you? You're my godfather!" Yerick's expression was one of disbelief.

bridge, I saw the photo in your wallet. That's when I started suspecting you were my son. I secretly did a paternity test, and it turned out you really are my

real son. Yerry, I'm sorry. I was too cowardly. I was afraid you'd be angry, afraid you'd hate me, so I couldn't tell you the truth. But earlier, you said you wouldn't hate me. I

at him in shock, stumbling as he got up from

I'm willing to give anything, as long as you can forgive me. I'm truly sorry about your mother. I didn't know she was pregnant.

really telling

lying

Yerick stepped forward, gently

tombstone. "Mom,

see that? I've

turns out he's the man you've been hiding from me all along. You didn't want to tell me.

a shovel from behind the tombstone and raised

in his head. The world spun,

and feet bound. He

he could only watch as the