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Chapter 254

Chapter 255

Chasing My Pregnant Wife

“It’s my fault. I’m the most useless one. If I hadn’t married into the Spencer family, none of this

would have happened. I’m the one who’s a burden!”

Then, Sydney turned and ran.

“Sydney!” Wesley was about to chase after her, but then turned back.” He pointed angrily at

Theodore. “Look at what you’ve done! Your mother came all this way to see you out of kindness,

and you have the nerve to say she doesn’t care about you!

“If she didn’t care, she wouldn’t have come all this way! I admit I’m at fault, but since I’ve already

walked down the wrong path, your

shouldn’t have followed what I did. But now, you’ve gone and done it again. Luckily, Rose doesn’t

have any children, or they’d end up like you–a curse!”

There was not just anger in Wesley’s eyes but also sadness–more so, a sense of resignation. After

speaking, he turned to chase after Sydney.

“Sydney, wait!” Wesley caught up, grabbing her hand and pulling her back. “Don’t run away!”

“Let go of me!” Sydney tried to break free with all her strength, but Wesley seemed to have

anticipated this, holding onto her arm tightly.

Sydney struggled desperately, but Wesley simply pulled her into his embrace. “I won’t let go!”

“You bastard, let me go! Let go!”

Wesley held her firmly. “You can hit me, curse me, do whatever you want, but you can’t drive back

alone like this. I’ll drive you.”

“I don’t want you to drive me! I don’t need your fake kindness!” Sydney lifted her head, glaring at

him with anger. “Don’t think I’ll forgive your just because of this!”

“I’m not asking for your forgiveness, but no matter what, I’m driving you home today!”

Sydney was too worked up now, so he couldn’t let her drive back alone. Wesley was usually very

accommodating to Sydney, even as humble as dirt.

However, this time, his attitude was unusually resolute. Despite

Sydney’s struggles, he lifted her up into his arms and walked towards the car.

Sydney pounded on his chest a few times in his embrace, but eventually, she ran out of strength

and quietly lay in his arms.

In the living room, Theodore and Rosalie were still standing there. Rosalie stared at Theodore’s tall

figure silently.

Suddenly, the towering figure before her seemed to sway, and he fell to the ground heavily.

“Theo!” Rosalie rushed forward, squatting down to help him up.

However, she was petite and didn’t have much strength. Her hands. pressed against the ground,

and large beads of sweat dripped down her forehead.

“Theo, please get up quickly. Let me help you back to bed to rest.”

Theodore sat up straight. He took a deep breath, turned his head, and stared silently at Rosalie.

After a while, he asked hoarsely, “Am I a bastard?”

Rosalie stared at him blankly, then said, “Thank you for standing up

for me in front of your mother.”

Today, many things had caught her off guard. What surprised her the most was Sydney suddenly

giving her a hard time and Theodore standing up for her.

“It’s not your fault. You shouldn’t be blamed. It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t been born, none of this would

have happened.”

His dim eyes lacked any life as he spoke.

“Don’t say such things anymore. Your existence has value. Don’t talk about yourself like that,”

Rosalie said sadly.

Who could have imagined that such a prodigy would also have such a self–deprecating side?

“What value?” Theodore chuckled self–deprecatingly. “The value of making you sad and upset?”

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