Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 1312

Yerick opened the door and walked in, putting the tray of food on the ground.

"Hungry? I prepared some food and water for you two."

Theodore looked coldly at him. "Thank you. That's quite nice of you."

Yerick chuckled. "Don't mention it. Butchers are very nice to their pigs, too. They feed their pigs till they're nice and fat before slaughtering them."

"Yerry..." Wesley looked sadly at him. "I'm to blame for everything. Just come at me if you bear any grudge over what happened. Spare Theo, won't you? This has nothing to do with him."

I can't bring myself to call you Dad. You're not really my godfather, either. It sounds too phony to call you Mr. Spencer. Perhaps I should

me whatever you want. I won't even expect you to call me Dad. Yerry, I just want to tell you that even if

"Don't bother trying

but knowing that he was in the wrong, he could only remain silent. Guilt was heavy in his

you feel disgusted being his son? He betrayed your mother back then and was probably a

calmly at

to criticize him? I'm a damn bastard myself. But Verick, who's considered a damn bastard to you? A philandering man or a murderer who commits arson and

"Do you mean to say that although you're a bastard, you're still a good man? That although I'm not a bastard, I'm wicked through and through because I want to destroy the world, hurt and murder others,

our own faults. I've paid the price for my

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