Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 214

"Can't you say something nicer?" He rolled his eyes at me and turned around to go back to his office.

I followed him inside, only to realize that his office was in the same state as he was. It was a huge mess with bottles and cans all over the floor.

"From the looks of it, I can’t bring myself to say anything nice." I casually picked up a bottle and put it on the table.

He rubbed the middle of his brows and said, "I've been doing a new drug trial recently. It’s a critical time and I’ve been isolated for days. Why are you looking for m e?"

I could not tell him the things that I wanted to say when I saw him like that. All I could do was raise the container of fruits in my hands. "Nothing. These fruits are from Cecilia. I brought them for you to try."

He was shocked for a moment. He looked at the box of fruits and said in a deep voice, "Why did she suddenly want to leave?"

I could already tell by the look on his face that he knew nothing about Cecilia being pregnant. I looked a t him and hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "Did something happen between you two?"

"No," he immediately answered without any thought.

"... You... Eat some of these first!" I hesitated again. I still could not bring myself to tell him.

He seemed to not want to talk about it. He looked up and saw my stomach. He changed the topic. "How are you lately? Is your mood fine?"

I nodded silently. There were some things that I did not want to tell him. After all, he was Theo's close friend.

He, too, did not ask much seeing how I was keeping quiet. He opened the drawer and passed me a few packets of medicine. "Here, take this. Take them on time. They might be good for you."

I received them and thanked him. We were relatively quiet. I sat for a while before getting up to leave the office.

When I arrived at Theo’s office, his door was left open. He was busy.

Nadia, who was standing next to him, made him some coffee and placed it on the table. She then tidied up the messy documents on the table before standing there quietly.

As soon as Theo reached out his right hand, she immediately placed a pen on it. When he reached out his left hand, she pushed the cup of coffee to his hand.

They seemed to have a tacit understanding of each other. Both of them did not need to talk at all. She

fully understood all his needs.

"It's these kinds of women who don't care for money who are the scariest.” Suddenly, those words rang out i n my head again.