Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 642

I actually did not plan on avoiding him. I knew we would see each other again one day when I left Salt City. I had even decided that I would calmly face him when that day came.

I went downstairs and found myself a place to sit. I rolled up my pants to check my knees and as expected, there were big bruises. They looked swollen too. No wonder the pain did not subside.

"It's a rare sight to see you so dressed up and somehow, you ended up hurting yourself. You should stop wearing high heels from now on,” Fred said helplessly to me.

I felt helpless as well. "I don't wear high heels often."

"Then stop wearing them from now on." Fred passed a tube of ointment to me.

I took it and said, "Thank you."

Swollen knees were nothing serious, yet he stood where he was without any intention of leaving. I sighed softly. "I'm fine. There’s no need to worry about me. Go on and do your work."

He must have a lot of work to deal with. He should not be delaying work because of me.

He pursed his lips and looked at me, then at the

prying eyes of the women around before he turned to leave.

Fiona had just finished her meal when she saw me rubbing ointment on my knee. She said sarcastically," What a cheap, ignorant sl*t."

She paused before continuing, "I wonder if she went weak in the knees at the sight of a rich and powerful man, or was she trying to aim for his arms on purpose? She’s a complete embarrassment no matter how I look at her."

I lifted my eyes to look at her coldly. I fell because someone tripped me on purpose, and the one closest t o me at that time was Fiona. She was the most likely suspect.

"What are you looking at me for?" Fiona glared at me.

"I didn't say who it was. Are you glaring at me because you're admitting it's you?"