Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 136

There was a mild pain piercing my chest. I pursed my lips and did not say anything. Could we really be happy and spend our lives together?

"Theo, do you love me?" It took me a while to ask this question. There was no answer to this question. It was not something that could be expressed with words, but it was a question that every woman would struggle with.

He was startled for a moment. Then, he lifted his hand to touch my face and asked gently, "Do you love me?"

Me?

His question caught me off guard. It had been a long time since I thought about this seriously.

I had once loved him deeply.

I remembered that I fell in love with him at first sight. When I married him, I thought I was the happiest woman in the whole world. After all, not everyone could marry the one they truly loved.

After we got married, my love wore out as he would be cold and distant to me from time to time. However, I had been holding on and persevering.

Yet, my affection for him in these three years was unreturned. It seemed that my heart was changing. I

even had thoughts about leaving him even though it might be hard for me if I really left him one day.

Even though he was still in my heart, I was no longer a s sad as before. It was clear that no matter how passionate my love for him was before, it had worn out with time.

There was another possibility-I was not in love with him as much as I was back then!

He pulled a long face when I kept quiet. The darkness i n his eyes grew as he hugged me tightly, saying gently, "There's still a long way to go. We still have a lot of time to love each other."

Was there a lot of time? I dared not to think about it.

"Theo, I'm hungry. I'm craving your home-cooked noodles," I suddenly said after a long pause.

"I'll get you some milk. Having noodles in the middle o f the night is bad for your stomach." He stood up and began to put on his clothes.

"No. I only want noodles." When I saw he was unwilling to cook for me, I became stubborn again and spoke in an unpleasant tone.

"Alright, alright, alright. My honey bunny, stop fussing. I'll cook for you right now." After he said so, h e put on his clothes and went downstairs.