The Woman From Hell

"I understand what you mean, Mr. Hodds, but I'm more curious about your identity now."

I knew he did not want to answer this question, but the answer mattered a lot to me. The determination in my eyes showed how unwavering I was.

I would have to think about it for days if anyone around me talked to me about Munchkin's custody matters, needless to say, a stranger who suddenly appeared before my eyes.

"The world of adults is always complicated. We have to understand other people's backgrounds if we're going to have any dealings with them, not to mention something if it's something as serious as a custody change order. I believe it'd be better if you could be honest. Mister."

The other party sneered and did not seem to think that I could threaten him. "So what if you learn about my identity, Mrs. Grant? Will that change your mind?"

"You're a clever man, Mr. Hodds. Since you already know that I won't agree, why waste your time?"

Worried that I was not making myself clear enough, I added, "I'll never sign the agreement before I know who you are.

Munchkin is my son. I won't push him into a fire pit no matter what."

party remained unhurried as he said, "Judging from Munchkin's current condition, you need to know that it's almost impossible to find a bone marrow that matches

who you are, then I won't put

other party was infuriated. He opened up his clasped hands and clenched the armrests on both

him by

returned the question. "What about you, Mr. Hodds? If you're really Munchkin's family, then you wouldn't be threatening me and including him in the agreement like he's some kind of a trade commodity." I was confused as to why

reasonable for him to ask for financial compensation. I would naturally accept his

my doubts when he brought up Munchkin's guardianship and custody. When I saw the paternity report that came immediately afterward, I

would I have the courage to hand Munchkin over to him under such

you refuse to

fury in

quickly and grabbed my purse before walking out of the establishment without looking back. Rather than wasting each other's time, I should leave as soon as possible to contact

floor. Standing in the crowded street, I finally felt a trace of security

you go,