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Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 942

"She may not be rich, though. Maybe someone gave them to her. Who knows?"

I heard everything they said and subconsciously quickened my pace.

I was in a particularly good mood now and did not want strangers to spoil it.

When I got back to the dessert shop, Theo and Elena were not there anymore. They might have gone to the company because there were work matters waiting for them to deal with. Otherwise, Theo would have given me a call to ask me to get back so we could go to Quinn's place together.

I would be lying if I said I was not disappointed, but I could only comfort myself now.

I took a cab home. As I had informed Caroline this morning that Theo and I were going to have lunch at Quinn’s place, she did not make anything for lunch.

Seeing that I had returned, she hurriedly asked me," Have you had lunch, Mrs. Grant?"

I shook my head. "I'm not hungry."

I was exhausted from shopping the entire morning and planned to lay on the sofa to rest when I went back to the bedroom. I did not expect to fall asleep

instead.

When I woke up again, the sky outside had already turned dark.

I glanced at the time and saw that it was already six o’clock. Munchkin had long been back from school.

After going downstairs, Caroline said with a smile," Dinner’s ready, Mrs. Grant. Munchkin has already had his."

After looking around, I did not see Munchkin and asked, "Where is he?"

"He went back to his room to play."

I nodded and went to the dining room.

After eating dinner, I went to Munchkin's room.

He was piecing a puzzle with great concentration.

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