Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 619

I nodded. "I met him in France and still have no idea what really happened. I'm not sure what happened to him at the time either."

Munchkin looked like he was about to cry, so after saying those words, I quickly took him to the room to feed him.

I initially planned to take Munchkin to Regal Villa, but Xander was worried about me driving the car alone with a child, so he asked me to come pick Munchkin u p some other day with Theo.

After leaving the residential area, I had nothing to do. Seeing that there was still daylight, I wanted to go to the cemetery to visit Grandma, Mom, and Cecilia.

However, I was stuck in traffic halfway, though fortunately, it did not happen on the highway.

As the duration of the standstill was a little long, many drivers got out to take a look.

Drivers who saw the scene came back while saying helplessly, "Young people are such reckless drivers. It's such a serious car accident that involved an expectant mother who's about to deliver. That’s so dangerous."

Another driver quickly said, "The Maybach driver

looks like he's only in his 20s but there's an outstanding temperament about him. He's not like the typical prodigal sons we usually see out there. But why is he so careless, though? I don't think the traffic’s gonna move anytime soon. We’ll still be stuck i n traffic for a while."

I could not help but look at the time. The cemetery was very far away from here. I probably would not make it once the traffic cleared.

Therefore, I got out of the car and looked sideways at the vehicle involved in the car accident and frowned. A black Maybach.

The license plate number looked extraordinarily conspicuous and familiar.

When I realized that it was Theo, there was ringing in my head and my legs went weak. It almost sent me falling to the ground.

"Are you okay, Miss? What’s wrong?" The cab driver who got out of the car to check the situation quickly lent me a hand.

I looked dazedly at the driver and said, "Thank you!"

"Don’t mention it." The driver held me up and asked, "D o you have hypoglycemia? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”

I shook my head and exhaled to regain my footing as well as calm down. I then looked at him, saying, "No, thank you. I'm fine."