Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Chapter 776

"What's the matter? Is there a problem?" the person outside asked.

Sydney replied, "I'm sorry, but the car won't start."

The person seemed to be the driver of the armored vehicle. Growing a bit impatient, he glanced at his leader's car and then said to Sydney, "Let me take a look. Hand me the keys."

Given that he was driving an armored vehicle, Sydney didn't question his authority. She grabbed her bag, stepped out of the car, and handed the keys to him.

At that moment, the window of the armored vehicle slowly rolled down.

"Luke, what's going on?" a deep, steady voice inquired.

Luke Parker quickly approached. "Mr. Jackson, the car suddenly won't start. I'm checking it out and will move it right away."

Christopher glanced at the car, then his gaze shifted to Sydney, recognizing her.

Sydney seemed to recognize him too, her surprise evident.

"President Harper, what a coincidence," Christopher said with a faint smile.

Sydney moved closer. "Oh, it's you, Mr. Jackson."

As the president of a bank, Sydney often attended high-profile events and mingled with influential figures. She had had the chance to meet Christopher once before and had exchanged a few words, but that was all.

People of Christopher's stature were not easily befriended. Even though Sydney was in a position to meet such people, it depended on whether Christopher was willing.

hadn't crossed paths again. It had been over a year, and she

a hint of redness around Sydney's eyes, with

crying. Sydney thought

"Is that so?"

her car wouldn't start didn't seem like a reason for tears.

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

quickly said, "Mr. Jackson, I'll check

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

it to determine the issue After several unsuccessful attempts to

to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as

take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat inside, closing the

a faint, pleasant scent of perfume-clearly a

the traces

white handkerchief from his pocket,

dabbed at the tears at the corners of her eyes.

calm gaze remained

hickey on her neck, liEach of these questions pierced Sydney's heart like sharp thorns. She didn't know how to explain these matters to her son, so she could only avoid

she kept avoiding, Theodore lost the motherly care he deserved. Not to mention, he had a father who didn't care about him at

was truly pitiful; both of her sons

going through with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress

on a divorce, but Wesley clung to her stubbornly, refusing to let go and disrupting her peace. He

his wife and children. He wanted to make amends, but how could one compensate for ten years of suffering? Healing wasn't as simple as solving a math problem. It wasn't a matter of stepping on someone's foot, apologizing, and then being forgiven. It was deliberate, deep-seated harm etched into the very

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