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

to him every time, nor

Upon getting back home, we would sit on the sofa and watch cartoons while eating the scrumptious pastries that

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

piece, then sit in the courtyard eating and laughing. She would always say that she would find a handsome prince charming

woke up in the morning and touched my face, which was stained with

was another day at work. At 4.30 p.m., I finished the work at

over and asked with a smile,

This man who was less than 40 years old was tall

to say is that we're going in the same direction, so we might as well

for a job as a waitress, he had curiously asked me, "Why did you come here to apply for a job a s a waitress when

lowly professions. Besides, you pay a very high salary, Mr.

smiled. "You’re not

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

some days when h e did not have the time to pick his child up from school. Hence, he would occasionally ask for my help t