Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 553

I smiled. "No."

"A lot of people would think that we're... weird.”

Xander wanted to use the word 'disgusting' at first. I put away the smile on my face. "I read a book once about why homosexuality isn't accepted in our culture. That's because our culture views fertility as a n end in itself, cluelessness as purity, ignorance as a virtue, and prejudice as a principle. Love should be viewed by how one being treats another being, not the reaction of one organ toward another."

After a pause, I continued, "I just want to say to not get caught up by how the world views you. Follow your heart. If you're happy and blissful, then you'll be living a much more meaningful life than most people."

Xander pursed his lips and got up, opening up his arms to hug me. "Thank you, Wandy."

"Why are you thanking me?" I sighed helplessly. "I'll be happy as long as you’re happy.”

The greatest comfort for me was knowing that the people around me were happy.

Many people thought I was happy. In their eyes, my marriage to Theo was the greatest joy in my life. He was the love of my life, an outstanding man in every

possible aspect, and the man of countless women's dreams. Only I knew the bitterness within.

If I could, I wanted to live a plain and simple life just like Jerome and Xander. I wanted to ignore everything that was going on in the outside world and immerse myself in the world where there were just the two of u s.

However, such plain and simple life would never be mine. We were overwhelmed by too many disturbances from the outside world, and as a result, our relationship had become less pure.

The three of us talked for a very long time at dinner, and the doctor’s appointment was put off until tomorrow. I woke up very early this morning and had rushed to board the flight, so I was drowsy by nine o'clock.

Before going back to my room to sleep, I went to the nursery to check on Munchkin before going to bed in a good mood.

An infant's cries rang out in the middle of the night. I woke up with a start from a bad dream. I pushed the covers aside and got out of bed before running out of m y room.