Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

Sydney smiled politely.

"I wouldn't say 'pressured', but I do feel a little nervous."

Sydney had the experience of having dinner with leaders of major companies and even of the city.

Christopher somehow felt different from them all.

She could tell at one glance what kind of people the rest of them were, and even see through their preferences and such.

However, she couldn't figure Christopher Jackson out. Each time she looked into his eyes, she would feel slightly nervous, as though he was capable of melting her into a puddle anytime.

Having lived through half her life, Sydney wasn't a naive young lady who thought that Christopher had feelings for her. Yet, in the depths of her heart, she could sense something wrong with the look in his eyes.

"Why do you feel nervous? Do you think I'll be fierce to you, or raise some unreasonable request?" Christopher asked.

He spoke calmly and politely, with a graceful poise befitting of a true gentleman.

Sydney said, "Mr. Jackson, I naturally must be cautious walking by your side."

Christopher lowered his head. After a moment's silence, he said, "You don't need to stand on ceremony with me, or be so cautious around me. Just treat me like you would anyone else. Don't worry, I won't pick on you or make things difficult for you, or even force you to do something you don't want to do. It's just lunch. If you really feel pressured, we can always leave."

with such grace

allow herself to leave at this juncture

I do find it an honor

of a bank, I'm sure things are not easy with all the work you're busy with day in, day out. It is, in fact, an honor for me to have lunch with you. I actually have to seek your

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status and influence often behaved

any of them to have either humility

Yet, Christopher had both.

warmly

enough for you to seek

any questions,

with you everything I

to your profession or other matters? Can I really ask

him after pondering for a moment. "I can try answering

last night?" Christopher cut her off, and shot her a

his question patiently. "Why didn't