Chasing My Pregnant Wife



Yerick thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Yes, my mom was very stubborn. I've asked her who my father was many times, but she never told me. It was like she was protecting that man, afraid that I would go looking for him when I grew up. So, I still don't know who my father is."

Yerick leaned on the table, resting his chin in his hands, and sighed.

"I don't even know if my father is still alive."

Wesley immediately asked, "If he's alive and one day you find out who he is, what would you do? Would you hate him?"

"I... I don't know," Yerick's eyes were filled with confusion. "At first, I really hated him. There were many nights I couldn't sleep, and I would think about what I would do if I met him. I'd curse him, even hit him. But sometimes, I can't help thinking-what if my father isn't as bad as I thought? What if he just didn't know I existed? I want to know what it's like to have a father. I feel so conflicted."

The more Wesley listened, the sadder he felt.

He had the impulse to tell Yerick that he was his father; that he had never known of his existence and hadn't deliberately abandoned him.

Yet as the words came to his lips, Wesley couldn't bring himself to say them.

"Yerry," Wesley called softly.

Yerick looked up, his eyes filled with tears as he stared at Wesley.

"Yerry, if you're willing, you can think of me as your father," Wesley said.

Yerick thought he had misheard. His eyes widened and he looked at Wesley in disbelief. "Mr. Spencer, do you know what you're saying?"

"Of course, I do," Wesley replied,

quickly taking Yerick's hand. "Yerick, I'm also a father. I know how importanta father is to a child. We got along so well from the start, so why don't you just think of me as your father? I can be your godfather. Would you say yes?"

Seeing Wesley so emotional, Yerick was confused. "Mr. Spencer, are you serious?"

"Of course, I am," Wesley said, smiling. "Yerry, will you?"

"But Mr. Spencer, you already have a son."

"I do have a son, but that doesn't stop me from accepting you as my son. Yerry, will you? Please, say yes," Wesley pleaded again, his eyes filled with anticipation. He didn't want to

be turned down.

It felt good to have this kind of relationship with Yerick. They would take it slow and, over time, build a father-son bond. Then, Wesley could tell him the truth.

Yerick hesitated for a moment, but when he saw Wesley's expression, he nodded. "Okay."

Wesley breathed a sigh of relief.

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Wesley was both nervous and excited to have another son. It was such a blessing to meet him this way. What a twist of fate!

"Mr. Spencer, you're great. I'm sure your relationship with your son is wonderful. He has such a great father, and your wife has such a good husband. They must be very happy."

At the mention of this, Wesley's smile faltered. He felt guilty and quickly changed the subject. "Let's order some food."

It seemed Yerick noticed Wesley's attempt to avoid the topic, and he didn't push further.