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.

to look at Theodore, and instead pulled out her phone from her pocket to see if Sebastian replied to

[Rose, let's meet up.]

be back soon. Just key in the passcode

her text. Rosalie thought that he might

dad and everyone else in the Spencer family, including myself, will never accept her. Outsiders will see

brows knitted. "Mom, must you be so

chuckled. "I'm just giving

his words against him.

had never heard someone use that word

mother and I won't go," Wesley

present. I want her to experience what it's to be blessed. Dad, Mom, I'm pleading with

Poovel.

but

please attend my wedding."

Rosalie smiled weakly.

she felt was

Cynthia to make him plead