Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Yerick smirked. "You'll see him soon enough. Something even more interesting will happen then."

Yerick turned and slammed the door shut.

Rosalie collapsed on the ground and burst out crying in misery.

Theodore's hands and legs were bound to the wall. He turned to look at Wesley, who was even more grievously injured than he was.

However, it was clear that Yerick didn't want Wesley dead, as he had Wesley's wounds treated.

Wesley slowly stirred awake and saw Theodore looking at him when he opened his eyes. Guilt flashed past his eyes as he apologized, "I'm sorry for getting you into this mess, Theo."

Theodore scoffed. "Dad, I remember you scolding me that my philandering ways caused Grandma's death. The truth is, your philandering ways were the root cause."

sorry

feel disgusted with his father. "How many other women did you

your grandmother forced me to. To express my resistance, I..." Wesley leaned weakly against the wall as he went on, tilting his head, "It's too late to say all these. I really

or injured. Yerick has

it weren't for what happened between his mother and me, he wouldn't have become the person he is today. It's all my fault he turned out this way. I won't hate him even if he kills me. Had I known that I had another son, I would never have left him wandering outside or let

of his father sobbing in pain moved

I had a younger brother. He suddenly appeared after so many years and brought disaster upon

No one could change

me, as long as he doesn't hurt Rose. In fact, I hope he genuinely likes

hate your younger brother?"

Theodore smiled bitterly.