Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore) novel Chapter 741

Sydney was thunderstruck.

She stared at the man before her, dumbfounded. “What did you say?”

Geoffrey looked at her back with red-rimmed eyes as he held her shoulders tight. “Syd, Sebastian is our son. He didn’t die. I kept him by my side all this while.”

Sydney’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief. “Impossible…. That’s impossible.”

“It’s true!”

“No! Let me go, let me go!”

Sydney had wanted to run. She was sure Geoffrey was lying to her. He definitely was—how could Sebastian be her son?

Sydney struggled against his hold, but Geoffrey kept her in his tight embrace.

“Syd, calm down. Hear me out!”

“I’m not listening, I’m not listening! Let me go, let me go! Sebastian is your and Xyla’s son, not mine! Don’t even think about fooling me!”

“He is your son. Xyla and I have only one daughter, and she’s Yvonne! Sebastian is our son, I’m not lying to you! If I were lying, I swear I’ll die a terrible death!”

Geoffrey nodded with a pained look on his face. “Yes, so your child isn’t dead. He has been with the Carters all this while, growing up safe and sound. He’s Sebastian. If you don’t believe me, you can do a DNA test with him. He really is your biological son.”

Sydney clenched her fists and slapped Geoffrey hard, yelling, “You bastard! How could you do something like this? You snatched my baby away and hid the truth from me for so many years! Now, you’re telling me that you snatched my baby away and gave it to another woman to raise him as her own! I’d rather you never told me the truth!”

Her son was snatched away by a man she used to love so that another woman could raise him. She had thought that her baby was dead for so many years.

She was now suddenly hurtled into awareness of the truth. As it turned out, the man she had always looked on in disdain, the man she kept calling a bastard, was her very own son.

“I’m sorry, Syd. I’m sorry,” Geoffrey apologized. “I know I did wrong, but I had no choice at that time. It was my only chance. I admit that I was a bastard. Please give me a chance to make it up to you.”