Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 552

Jerome waved the milk bottle in front of Nimue and said with a grin, "It’s nice that he's not afraid of strangers."

I nodded and reached out in an attempt to touch the child’s face but retracted my hand again.

Jerome smiled and grabbed my wrist, extending it toward the child’s face. The little guy grabbed my thumb whilst chuckling.

My heart instantly melted.

"Take this." Jerome handed the milk bottle to me." Feed him. I'll go set out the plates and cutleries."

He went out before I could refuse. I looked helplessly a t the little guy in front of me, thinking about the things I should take note of when feeding a baby milk.

Fortunately, I had read a lot of parenting books when I was pregnant back then. I could still remember some o fit.

Nimue held the bottle and drank from the bottle joyously. I felt a lump in my throat.

How wonderful would it be if Cecilia and my child were still alive? We could have gone for an outing together with our children. Both of us would sit on one side watching our children play together. That would b

e such a wonderful scene to see.

When Xander walked in, I quickly lowered my head and wiped away my tears. He patted my shoulder and sighed. "Nimue will be your child from now on. Treat him well."

I nodded. "Don't worry."

Xander sat on the chair and said, "Nimue is a premature baby and was never breastfed since birth, s o he's developing much slower and looks a lot smaller than others his age."

Breastmilk...

I looked at Xander. "I'm not sure if I still have any breastmilk left."