The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1595

"That’s right."

The little guy did not even hesitate before he answered, and that gave Theo and me a shock.

As the car pulled to a stop in front of the mansion, Theo and I stared at each other. We were at a loss as to what we should say.

Munchkin had already happily bounded out of the car and dashed back into his

room.

Theo looked at me. "Did he mention anything before coming to Whaldorf City? For example, did he ever say he didn't want to live with us?"

I shook my head. "No, he didn't. Besides, Munchkin said he wanted to spend time with us.

I was beginning to worry.

A little while later, I walked over to Munchkin’s room and saw the little guy sitting at his desk and reading the books we bought today.

Besides the one he was currently holding, he had stacked all the other books beside him neatly. One could tell that these books were very precious to him.

Munchkin closed his book when he saw me coming in. "Mommy."

"Munchkin, what are you doing?"

"I'm reading, Mommy. I've already finished unpacking. When will our things at Zenon be moved here?"

I smiled as I sat down on the side of his bed. "Soon. Daddy has asked Larson to help us take care of it," I replied half-heartedly. After all, that was not the main reason I came in.

"Munchkin, I have a few things I would like to discuss with you regarding your schooling. Can we do that?"

My heart twinged in pain when I heard that. Although a load had been taken off my mind, my chest immediately felt as if it had been stabbed because of how understanding Munchkin was.

That was what he had been worried about.

He was worried about my and Theo’s child as the baby would be arriving in this world soon.

I patted the space next to me and invited Munchkin to sit down next to me.

I gazed at Munchkin's young face and said solemnly, "Munchkin, remember this. No matter what, we'll always be a family. That's what I’ve always told you. You’ll always be a part of this family, and families don’t live separate from each other."

I did not mention anything about blood relations or genes. These had been repeated so many times that I no longer saw the need to do it.

Now, it did not matter what Munchkin was attempting to be considerate about because I would never allow him to think of those things.