Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

The lunch went on pretty smoothly, despite Sydney's nerves at the start.

Christopher, on the other hand, remained rather open-minded.

Sydney slowly got infected by his mood; they started chatting about many things, ranging from finance-related issues to personal preferences. They even shared anecdotes about interesting and strange things they encountered. The two of them got along pretty well.

Many times during their conversation, Sydney was tickled pink by Christopher.

Each time Sydney laughed, Christopher would look at her with a tender and deep look in his eyes. Yet, he always managed to compose himself right before Sydney noticed it.

They continued chatting long after their meal was over.

The clock struck two in the afternoon before they realized it.

Sydney glanced at her watch. "Mr. Jackson, we've been here for so long. I'm sorry for holding you back from your appointments."

Christopher smiled. "Not at all. Am I holding you back from anything?"

Sydney smiled politely. "Of course not. I just didn't expect us to have so much to talk about."

Christopher was truly very different from all other powerful and influential leaders she had met.

He was polite and knew his boundaries. He didn't do everything he pleased and disregarded other people's feelings just because he had the power to do so.

He even thanked the waiter each time he switched out their plates and napkins.

very charming man

and had no children to his name. He probably gave his

no lack of women, given his

them from having their fun outside the family. They simply did it in

functions. Famous female celebrities were merely playthings to them. As long as they footed

so much of it she had turned numb. As for Christopher, she had

seemed more reserved and more worthy

can always meet and chat

Christopher's words stunned Sydney.

more directly, "We can be friends and just meet casually for a chat. How

Sydney's palms started sweating.

sense something from the look in

fact, Christopher deliberately

then, her phone dinged

at her phone screen, and saw

you? Mom seems to be in a bad

her phone back into her bag, her face turning solemn in an instant. "What's the matter? Is something happening?" Christopher was

"My husband just texted me. I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson. I have to head back now." She deliberately mentioned

late. You should

stood up and said,

of them