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."

my fault. I'm sorry for blaming you back

father. "How many other women

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 regret my actions. I brought harm upon

in the Spencer family is either dead or injured. Yerick has achieved what he set out to

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 him get hurt by others. I

of his father

brother. He suddenly appeared after so many years and brought disaster upon

perhaps in life. No one could change the past, and nothing they said could turn back

hurt Rose. In fact, I hope he genuinely likes Rose," Theodore

do you hate your younger brother?" Wesley

Theodore smiled bitterly.