The Woman From Hell

When we went to pick up Munchkin, he had a bright smile on his little face upon seeing us. Theo and I held his little hands on each side, and he told us the interesting things that happened in the past two days with gusto. Seeing him so happy, it was good to let him out to have more fun.

Munchkin was only done sharing by the time we got home.

"It's really fun being with my friends."

"The most important thing is that you're happy. By the way, there'll be people filming at our home for the next few days. Don't simply run around, okay?" I informed Munchkin in advance to prevent any accidents.

Although his face was still tender, his features were exquisite. Even though Munchkin was just a child, he was the rare handsome guy. His brows were furrowed at this point. "Do you mean for a TV show?"

I did not expect him to understand this, so I nodded. "That's right."

"Why did they choose our house, then?"

"About that..." I scratched my head. Should I tell Munchkin directly?

I was still hesitating when Theo, who was driving in the front, complained, "Mommy invited them."

"What?"

Munchkin's bright eyes turned to me, following his voice of doubt. "Why, Mommy?"

"Helping others is a virtue. Have you heard of the phrase, Munchkin?"

"Oh, yes!"

I caressed his little head and smiled. "Munchkin, you're the most sensible."

They had just finished filming when we got home.

"You guys are early today."

"Yeah, everyone cooperated today, so we're done early."

A few people started packing up. Delia came toward us when she saw that we had returned. "Wanda."

She looked down at Munchkin. "How cute. Is he your son?"

I saw Munchkin freeze in place. He was staring straight at Delia, his eyes wide as he called softly, "Mommy..."

I forgot Delia had the same face as Cecilia and that Munchkin had also seen Cecilia's photo at the cemetery.

After realizing this, I held Munchkin's hand tightly. "Munchkin, say hello to Aunt Delia."

"Hello, Aunt." Although Munchkin called her 'Aunt', there was a clear sense of disbelief in his eyes.

Delia looked at Theo. He was still indifferent, and she lowered her eyes slightly. "Seeing that everyone in your family is here today, I won't butt See you tomorrow." She bent

in.

down and smiled sweetly at

Munchkin. "Munchkin, see you

tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow, Aunt."

Munchkin treated her differently from other people, perhaps also because she looked like Cecilia. It was a feeling buried deep in his heart.

After Delia left, Munchkin took my hand and shook it. "Mommy, Mommy, why does that lady look like my mommy? Is she my mommy?" His eyes were slightly wet.

Munchkin did not usually talk about

it, but I knew he had been

suppressing his emotions. He obviously missed his mother very much ch but was so stubborn about not wanting to make people worry, sobe pretended to be indifferent.

Sighing, I smiled. "She's not your mommy. She just looks like your mommy. Don't get them mixed up, okay?"

"Yeah, okay."

"Alright, let Caroline bring you up to get changed."

Watching Munchkin go upstairs, I turned to look at Theo, who was also looking at me. "Don't worry, Munchkin will be able to distinguish the two." "Hopefully, but even I find it a bit difficult..."

I even thought Delia was Cecilia sometimes, let alone Munchkin. He was curious about Cecilia, and now that there was a woman who looked exactly like her, Munchkin would want to get to know her better.

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