The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1515

I looked into the shop window. The mannequin was wearing a turquoise dress and holding onto the hand of the male mannequin next to it. The scene was exactly the same as when I had accompanied Theo to various banquets.

"Munchkin, this is a formal dress. I can't wear it daily," I explained patiently.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, I think you'll look good in this dress,” said Munchkin in a childlike voice.

I could not bear to refuse him again, yet looking at the dress in the shop window, I did not know when I would be able to wear it if I got it.

"Also, I think the suit at the side is good. Daddy will look very handsome in it."

The little guy leaned his head forward to appreciate it carefully, but I was a little overwhelmed by his words.

"Munchkin, why don't we come back another day? Since you want to buy this suit, we have to find a time when your daddy is here and have him try it on." I made an excuse to leave.

The little guy frowned. "But what if someone else already buys the dress the next time we come back?"

The little guy looked at me with an aggrieved expression.

"Mommy, you go and try it. It’s a big deal. Let's call Daddy and ask for his measurements."

I froze in place.

I knew Theo’s measurements. I had picked

and bought clothes for him countless times before, so I had already memorized his measurements.

However, I did know how to explain the situation between Theo and I to Munchkin.

I was a little surprised, but I quickly restrained my emotions and forced out a smile. "No, who did you hear this from?"

"I don't want you guys to divorce. I want you guys to be together forever." Tears had slipped down the little guy’s cheeks uncontrollably when he said this.

"I know you two are not my biological parents, but I like you guys. And now, Mommy, you're pregnant with a baby again. I don’t want our family to separate."

Hearing the words 'family', my nose ached.

Of course, I did not want that either.

I lifted my hand and stroked Munchkin’s hair gently. "Little dummy, where did you hear these lies from? Mommy and Daddy get along so well. How could we divorce? But Daddy has something to do now and can’t be with us for the time being. When he’s done and your body has also recovered, we’ll go back and live in a big house together just like before, alright?"

"Really?" Hearing my answer, the little guy was half-convinced.