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.

It had been over a year, and

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

was why she had been crying. Sydney thought he was referring to her car and said,

"Is that so?"

start didn't seem like a reason for tears. It was clear that Christopher understood Sydney

deliberately avoiding his reabel.net?

question.

Jackson, I'll check her car and be

Christopher nodded. "Go ahead."

keys, 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

to bite. Sydney, dressed rather lightly, shivered as the

sudden clang, the car door opened. Christopher shifted position and settled 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

was warm, with a faint, pleasant scent of perfume-clearly a

noticed the traces

and took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, offering it to her. He said

dabbed at the tears at the

gaze remained

heart like sharp thorns. She didn't know how to explain these matters to her son, so she could only

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

pitiful; both of her sons

reasons kept her from going through with it. Only when Wesley was left with nothing and the mistress had fled

stone. She insisted on a divorce, but Wesley clung to her stubbornly, refusing to let go and disrupting her peace. He even threatened to haunt her even after their separation. Eventually, Sydney grew weary. She agreed

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.

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