Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Sydney rested both hands on the table, her fingers intertwined. "If you want to avoid creating trouble, you should get married secretly and not openly invite your father and I to the wedding, and even ask your ex-wife to be the bridesmaid."

Sydney wasn't usually good-tempered, but this time, she was speaking to Theodore very patiently.

Although sometimes, the calmer the surface of the sea, the stronger the undercurrents.

"She can choose not to be the bridesmaid, I'm not forcing her. I'm just giving her an option."

His cold tone made Rosalie clench her fists. All the more she didn't want to stay here a second longer.

"Mom, I'll make a move first. Have a nice chat."

"Wait," Sydney said as she turned her head. "Let's head back together later."

"But Mom..."

"Sit down." Sydney pointed to a chair next to her.

Rosalie furrowed her brows.

"Sit down," Sydney repeated herself.

Rosalie sighed before acquiescing.

couldn't be bothered to look at Theodore, and instead pulled out her phone from

[Rose, let's meet up.]

I'll be back soon. Just key in the passcode and

reply to her text. Rosalie thought that he might

including myself, will never accept her. Outsiders will see her as a homewrecker. Of course, I can attend the wedding and slap Cynthia in front of everyone and call her exactly that to her face and anger her to death. How does

knitted. "Mom, must

"I'm just giving

his words against him. It was merely

heard someone use that word in such an infuriating

mother and I won't go," Wesley spat out

experience what it's to be blessed. Dad, Mom, I'm pleading with you. I'll bear all consequences and you can do anything you

Poovel.

but

please attend my wedding."

Rosalie smiled weakly.

pain she

Cynthia to make him plead so humbly with