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.

over a year, and she was surprised to find that

hint of redness around Sydney's eyes, with visible traces

been crying. Sydney thought he was

"Is that so?"

that her car wouldn't start didn't seem like a reason for tears. It was clear that Christopher understood Sydney had either

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

check her car and

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

approached her car, and began inspecting it to determine the issue After several unsuccessful attempts to start the car, he got out and popped the

had arrived, and the crisp air was beginning to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as the

into the seat beside her. "Come on in. Your car might take a while." Sydney intended to decline, but with the door already open, she accepted and took a seat inside,

with a faint, pleasant

noticed the traces

out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, offering it

the tears at the corners of her

gaze

pierced Sydney's heart like sharp thorns. She didn't know how

deserved. Not to mention, he had a father who didn't care about

was truly pitiful; both

with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress had fled

her stubbornly, refusing to let go and disrupting her peace. He even

of hurt, Wesley finally understood the depth of his damage to 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.

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