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Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 1911

Sighing slightly, I began cheering myself up. I could not be pessimistic in front of the child. I had to give Munchkin hope.

In fact, I was also very confident that Tyler would definitely find us.

I stood up with Munchkin and then found two chairs to sit down on. We had been sitting on the ground because we could not see clearly earlier.

Locked inside, I did not know how much time had passed. I also did not know if it was day or night outside. It was so boring waiting like this.

Also, Sara truly withheld food and water from us. Munchkin s stomach was already growling with hunger.

"Munchkin, bear with it a little more. We'll be able to get out soon."

"Okay, Mommy."

Munchkin was very sensible. He would definitely agree, but I knew far too well how uncomfortable it was for such a young child to go hungry.

I was panicking in my heart. I licked my dry lips, stood up, and walked around a few times before returning to my place.

Some more time passed, and I saw that Munchkin was sleepy again, so I held him." Go to sleep. You won't feel hungry when you're asleep."

After some coaxing, Munchkin fell asleep again.

I put him on the table. Then, I took off my little jacket and put it over him.

Tyler, Theo, and the others should find us soon. Although I could endure this, I was really afraid that Munchkin would not be able to hold on since he was such a small child. Thinking of this, I started having the urge to cry.

Covering my face, I felt upset for a while, but then I raised my head again and exhaled.

"Cheer up, Wanda. You'll be able to get out soon."

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