Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

It was a shame, really-Sydney had a persistent sadness about her, one that Christopher had sensed from the moment he first laid eyes on her.

Though his frequent appearances at various high-profile events meant he interacted with many people, this particular encounter with Sydney had reminded him of that fleeting, striking impression.

"You're Theodore's mother, which makes you Rose's mother-in-law. Did you come to the hospital to see her today?"

Sydney was momentarily taken aback, confusion flickering in her eyes. "How do you know that? You..."

"I've spoken with Rose before. She mentioned these details. I'm Christopher, Sebastian's uncle," he explained.

Sydney froze, realizing that Christopher was Sebastian's uncle. This implied that Geoffrey's former wife must be related to Christopher-either as a sibling or a close relative.

It made sense now why Geoffrey had been so desperate to marry that woman. The depth of the connection was undeniable, and who could resist such allure?

"So, are you here to visit Rose?" Sydney asked, her mind racing.

With Christopher being such a prominent figure, she wondered if seeing Sebastian's injured face would lead him to retaliate against her in some way. The last thing Sydney wanted was for Christopher to use his power to make her position as a bank president precarious. Yet, her greater fear was that Sebastian might harbor resentment against her. Revealing herself as his mother could only deepen his hatred. Abandoning him for so many years and then showing disdain upon meeting him-how could he not resent her? As she pondered, a tear slipped down her cheek.

responded gently, "Yes, it's been a while. I've been busy,

someone of his stature to take such time and effort to visit his

a wonderful woman. Since she's married to Sebastian, she's my niece now, and I'll treat her

Sydney said, unsure why she

relationship with Rosalie

longer

that of

, Christopher didn't mel.neo

any sarcastic remarks.

unexpectedly reached out and gently wiped them away with his finger. Sydney flinched, pulling

his hand with a nonchalant air. "Such a beautiful face should not be marred by tears." His voice was steady, not lecherous but genuinely

doesn't matter much." "Every age has its beauty. Only fools mock others for aging,"

was well-preserved-tall, handsome, with no balding or

his

a man was hard