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!”
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Another garbled story with lots of gibberish. Absolute rubbish. I got to chapter 26 and can't anymore...
Too many people involve.. sigh~ this is like the most angst novel i've read.....
I just wish one thing...that the writer will not bring too many unnecessary and unrealistic twists,too many misunderstanding,miscommunication that gives the reader the hint not to continue with the novel. In the long run, We lost our interest in this kind of unending plot....
Thanks for the update !...