The Woman From Hell

The next day, Munchkin could not help but step forward when he saw Delia. "Good morning, Aunt Delia."

Delia was taken aback for a moment before she smiled. "Good morning."

"You can call me Munchkin, Aunt."

I took in their interaction. Munchkin had never taken initiative with strangers, so I did not expect him to go forward to chat with Delia this time.

Stepping forward, I smiled. "I'm sorry, did Munchkin bother you?"

The woman shook her head, eyes filled with love. "No, Munchkin is a very cute and sensible boy. You must be very happy to have such a son by your side, Wanda." When Delia turned to me, there seemed to be a hint of envy in the smile on her pretty face. "Let's have dinner together tonight. Munchkin likes you a lot."

"Alright."

"Munchkin, let's not disturb Aunt anymore, okay?" I held up Munchkin's hand.

He looked a bit reluctant but also knew that Delia was working, so he did not refuse. "Okay."

I pulled him to the side. Then, I crouched down and looked at him. "Munchkin, I know Aunt Delia looks like your mommy. That's why you like her so much, yes?"

like seeing Mommy. I want to know how I

I got

to tell

maybe she would treat Munchkin

Time passed by silently.

and

seat, Delia glanced around and asked suspiciously, "Why don't I see President Grant around? Could it be that he doesn't like me here, so

was something urgent going

"I see." Delia nodded.

it on Delia's

"Thank you, Munchkin."

If she was still there, she would treat Munchkin the same way. "Delia, I said you're very similar to my friend. In fact, she's Munchkin's biological mother. She

and there was

on Delia's face also disappeared,

slowly after

the case. No