Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 247

The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. Since I was not sleepy anymore, I got out of bed and thought about going downstairs to look for some chestnuts that Miss Woods had roasted a few days ago. I wanted to curb my cravings since they had a similar flavor profile.

I sneaked out of bed so that I would not wake Theo. After the struggle, I was tired and sweaty. Alas, he was in such deep sleep that he did not stir in the slightest.

As I was just going downstairs, my phone vibrated. When I took a look at it, I saw that it was a message from Cecilia. [Wanda, I can't sleep. I'm suddenly craving the walnuts from our village.]

It was said that if two people had been living together for a long time, their thoughts would sync. I really believed it now since I did not expect us to have the same cravings at this hour. How astonishing.

Without even thinking twice, I called her. "You've craving food from our village too? Man, I was just thinking about my mom’s roasted sweet potatoes. I’m craving them!"

After hearing my voice, Cecilia was especially surprised. "Wow, you’re still awake! I'm lying on my bed and I can't sleep. I suddenly thought of the

walnuts we had when we were younger, so I texted you to tell you about it."

"Hehe, this is why we're besties! To think that even our cravings are in sync!" I laughed.

"I suddenly crave all the foods we used to eat in our village." Perhaps because Cecilia was pregnant, her cravings were strong as well.

"Me too, but too bad we can only dream about them. W e won’t be able to taste them ever again. I heard that part of the land has already been redeveloped. The fruit trees that my mother planted would all have been dug out by now." I felt a little sorrowful.

After chatting with Cecilia for a while more, I hung up and headed to the kitchen.

Then, my phone rang again.

I thought it would be Cecilia, but when I saw Tyler's name, a pang of irritation welled up within me. What did he want from me at this hour?

Initially, I did not want to answer it but the phone would not stop ringing. I answered it and snapped." It's late. What do you want?”

"Are you craving the roasted sweet potatoes from our village?" His voice was cold but carried a trace of humor.

I was shocked. I instinctively took a few steps back as the hand that was holding my phone trembled. "You bugged my phone?! Are you crazy, Tyler Schuman?!"

"Don’t make it sound so crude. I just want to know what you’re up to and what you need," Tyler drawled casually.