Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 1912

After Munchkin fainted, I felt as if I had completely fallen into a bottomless pit. The hope in my heart was slowly fading away.

Just when I was about to give up, the door in front of me suddenly opened, and the light that shone in from outside the door landed on me and Munchkin.

At that moment, my vision blurred, and I could only see a figure.

It was Tyler.

When I opened my eyes again, I was in the hospital.

A needle had been inserted into my hand for infusion since I was lacking water and nutrients.

I just moved slightly and Tyler immediately appeared in front of me with a worried look on his face. "Wandy, you're finally awake."

"Where’s Munchkin? How is he?" I asked weakly, but with just those few words, it seemed like I had exhausted all my strength.

I forced myself to get up to go see Munchkin, but I failed to.

Tyler hurriedly came forward to support me. He lay me down again and told me not to move. "He's fine. He's also getting an IV drip. Don't worry, it's all over."

After hearing what he said, I finally felt relieved, but at the same time, I was afraid that Munchkin would be traumatized by this. I had to get him a psychiatrist.

"The police have taken Sara away, and an investigation is currently underway. The police might be coming over in a while."

If it were Tyler from back then, he would not have handed Sara over to the police, but this time...

As if sensing my doubts, Tyler replied softly, "I won't have any more blood on my hands in the future."

His tone was deep, and his gaze was serious.

I looked at him. My throat was dry, and I did not really feel like talking, so I just grabbed his hand.

I was very happy that Tyler thought this.