Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 638

If I thanked him again, I was afraid that he would think that I was being overly pretentious. I chuckled and said, "In that case, I'd have to trouble you."

He smiled faintly and placed the hospital invoice beside me. He sighed lightly and said, "You shouldn't endure everything on your own."

I pursed my lips and remained silent.

I was not severely ill. With Jerome by my side, I would recover soon.

Fred would look after Munchkin for these few days. I did not have to go to work as well, so I did not need to bother about anything. I rarely had so much time for myself.

After I packed my belongings and got discharged from the hospital, Jerome looked at me and said, "The doctor said that your condition is the aftereffects of giving birth last time. You need to recuperate your body well in the future. You’re only 30. You shouldn't have the body of an 80-year-old woman."

I chuckled and did not say anything else. I simply said, "Munchkin wants to eat braised pork tonight. Remember to stop by the supermarket on the way back later.”

He held his forehead and shrugged. "Can't you think of anything else using that head of yours?"

I did not say anything. I simply carried my belongings and headed downstairs.

Fred was extremely nice. He was already waiting for u s downstairs. He had started the car as well. I could not reject his good intentions, so I had no choice but to get into the car.

We bought plenty of pork belly in the supermarket. After sending Jerome and me home, Fred went to fetch Munchkin and Tina.

My days had settled down. They were now filled with ordinary daily activities. In the past, I always thought that I would be someone who would take good care of the household if I had the chance to spend the rest of my life with Theo. I would look after our children all day and learn how to cook delicious dishes. I would learn how to take good care of his and our children's health.

Life did not go as expected. I really managed to let go o f many things in these three years. I always thought that perhaps he had his own hardships. He must have his own reasons for lying to me and hurting me.

My hatred toward him was tinged with love due to how deeply I loved him. After some time, I managed to calm down. Regardless of everything that had happened, we were split up now and had gone our separate ways. We had our own lives now.