Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 680

Munchkin got it now and nodded obediently.

"You must remember that she's your mommy,” I stressed again.

I could not bring myself to tell him yet that he was not my biological son, though I did not want him to not have any impression of Cecilia either.

"Is this child yours?" A man's puzzled voice rang out behind me.

I acted like I did not hear him.

Cecilia's last wish was to not tell Mason about this child's existence, hence I naturally would not let him know.

Munchkin looked quietly at the photo on the tombstone. I felt a lump in my throat.

Both mother and son had finally met. I wondered what Cecilia's expression would look like.

"Mommy Cecilia, Mommy said that you're a very important person, so from now onward, you're important to me too. I will think of you from time to time."

Munchkin’s voice was soft, and my eyes turned a little pink.

Mason was not a fool. He knew that I had a miscarriage back then, so he was sure that Munchkin was not my child.

He looked deeply at Munchkin and could probably figure something out.

He looked at me. "What should I call him?”

Clearly, he was asking for the child’s name.

"Nimue Lane," I said, my gaze falling on the tombstone. Munchkin used his tiny hands to wipe the dust away from the photo. I watched him and felt even more heartbroken now.

Mason nodded, his throat moving. "Lovely name."

I pursed my lips, feeling a lump in my throat. I often dreamt of Cecilia in my sleep in the last three years. I always saw Cecilia waving goodbye to me with my child.