Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 847

"We can’t go visit you and the child empty-handed. We'll see what toys we can buy. I've been meaning to ask what Munchkin likes to eat too. We'll buy some vegetables and cook for him tomorrow."

Petra's voice came into my ears.

I gently sighed and said, "You really don't have to. Theo will ask someone to buy anything we lack. You just have to come over."

A low battery notification sounded from my phone. I took a look and did not wait for them to say anything else. I said, "My phone is running out of battery. Talk soon."

After hanging up the phone, I looked out the window, lost in thoughts.

Back then, Cecilia and I would share a bed. We often stayed up late talking about our lives in the future. We had agreed that neither of us would get married, and w e would work hard to earn money to buy a big house where the two of us would live. We would not concern ourselves with worldly affairs. The two of us would just live our own lives.

If she were still alive, she would probably change her mind just like me.

One’s mind changed with age. At this age, the happiest thing was to have our children, relatives, and family around us.

At the thought of this, I remembered Quinn. As my phone was running out of battery, I sent Theo a text and asked him to bring Quinn over tomorrow.

Although we had beef and would inevitably have conflicts in the future, we were still family, after all.

After sending the text message, my phone shut off completely.

I continued drinking my coffee when someone exclaimed behind me. I subconsciously turned around to look. It turned out that Matthew had entered the coffee shop.

His slender and cold body was straight and tall, though he seemed a little haggard and his short hair was slightly unkempt. He probably had not been putting any effort into taking care of his appearance.

He had an indifferent personality and was now standing with two people who were full of smiles, which made him seem even more cold and distant.

I sat by the window. If someone had not reminded him, he would not have turned to look straight at me either.

Therefore, the waitresses standing beside him were probably the ones who told him.