The Woman From Hell

Chapter 633

At five in the evening, I went to pick Munchkin up on time and brought him to the restaurant. I told him to g o sit at the front desk and do his homework.

When the customers at the table left, I finished cleaning the table and went to the front desk to check on Munchkin. He was playing rock paper scissors with the cashier lady at the front desk.

Seeing that he was constantly losing, I said to the cashier lady with a smile, "Definitely don’t go easy on him. Don't let him think that he should have his way just because he's young."

Munchkin was upset and said while pouting his mouth, "You're too strict, Mommy."

I could not help but laugh.

Life here might not be as prosperous and luxurious as compared to Whaldorf City, but the peace we had was utterly precious.

Munchkin was a very sensible child. For example, he would often ask me, "Mommy, do I have a daddy?"

I would return the question instead, "Do you want a daddy?"

ask me back,

not reply to him every time, nor would he

and buy some pastries we both loved. Upon getting back home, we would sit

night, I would occasionally dream of Cecilia when she was just a child, coming to me with

insert toothpicks into each piece, then sit in the courtyard eating and laughing. She would always say that she would find a handsome

touched my face,

work. At 4.30 p.m., I finished the work at hand and got

smile, "Are

years old was tall and

slightly and shook his head, asking with his brows raised, "What I'm trying to

I came over to apply for a job as a waitress, he had curiously asked

and lowly professions. Besides,

"You’re not much

be that we found each other familiar, and after finding out that we were both

have the time to pick his