Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jackson. Perhaps I wasn't thinking right. I just thought that..." She didn't know what to say. She just felt as though she were in a fantasy.

"There's no need to apologize. I should be the one doing that instead," Christopher said with a sigh. "I thought there was something between us, but I might have made a mistake. I was a fool." "No," Sydney exclaimed.

A glint flashed past the depths of Christopher's eyes, but a look of despondence overtook him. "No? Do you mean that we..."

Sydney spoke too soon, realizing that she might have fallen into his trap. He was a scheming man, after all.

"Mr. Jackson, I meant that it's very normal for people to overthink things. It has nothing to do with you being foolish."

Her instincts warned her against getting too close to this man.

"Mr. Jackson, I have something to attend to and need to go. See you."

Sydney then turned to leave.

"Is that goodbye?" Christopher asked, looking at her retreating figure. "Or do you really mean that we will see each other again?"

Sydney stopped in her tracks, unsure of what to say in response to him.

"I have a good relationship with my husband," Sydney said.

Christopher forced a smile. "But that's not what I heard."

she turned around.

ask about you. Your relationship with your husband doesn't seem as good as you put it to be. He

Her hastily retreating figure made Christopher smile a deep,

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