The Woman From Hell

The little guy gestured. "When I grow tall and strong, I'll then be able to protect my mommy and my little brother or little sister."

Hearing this, I could not help my eyes getting wet once again. I suddenly felt somewhat of a chill in my heart.

Munchkin had returned to my side again, while Theo and I also had our own children again. This was supposed to be something to be celebrated.

If this accident had not occurred, we would be sitting at the same table and having a reunion dinner.

Unfortunately, however, these were all gone now.

The sadness in my heart made me suddenly want to bask in the sun. After thinking about it, I agreed to Munchkin's request.

I took him out to the hospital's small garden and went straight to the back gate.

I had thought of taking him for a stroll around the little garden, but Munchkin seemed dissatisfied. In addition, this child liked merriment. After thinking about it, I took him to the commercial street. We went out when it was already a little late that day, but the commercial street was still lively.

I was very curious where all these people came from. There should not be that many people living near the hospital.

was obviously different. He did not even consider the problem with the crowd. Seeing the lively scene in front of him, he immediately became

from

want to go to the mall

did the little guy

don't look nice. I want

looked at the clothes on my body. I was wearing a casual, navy blue sports suit. Now that Munchkin reminded me about it, I suddenly realized that I had been

of clothes for me in the closet, but I had been constantly thinking about other things these few days. In addition to my emotions, I

think Mommy is ugly?" I asked anxiously

me seriously and said, "I think you're unhappy. You used to wear

as he pointed

clothes.

wrinkled and haven't been tidied up. It's

was startled. "When did you see

him in the hospital yesterday. He was in the corridor. He was leaving

uncomfortable. It turned out that Munchkin had

my lips. Sometimes, we really were not as observant as children