The Woman From Hell novel (Wanda and Theo) novel Chapter 1649

If I was shocked, not much needed to be said about Munchkin.

He took my hand excitedly. "Mommy, Mommy, look! It looks just like in the cartoons."

He could not stop shaking my hand.

As soon as the car came to a stop, he opened the door and hopped out.

I got out of the car from the other side and looked at the historical building.

It reminded me of an elegant old lady wearing a simple dress with many stories hidden between the wrinkles in the corners of her eyes. It made people want to explore.

“Madam, Young Master, welcome. Mr.

Grant has already made arrangements for you. Please follow me."

An old butler-looking man stood at the door and respectfully gave us an introduction.

Just like Munchkin, I felt like I was in a scene from a movie.

The old butler introduced us along the way, "According to Mr. Grant's arrangements, we'll have you two participate in two activities. First of which is making strawberry jam, and the other will be making wine."

My eyebrows raised a little as Munchkin probably would not be interested in making wine. Did Theo make this arrangement for me?

"Madam, although you're pregnant, the wine-making process does not involve alcohol, so you can rest assured."

The butler hastily explained as he thought that this was what I was worried about.

I nodded with a smile.

I was not worried about this, but it was the first time I had heard of making your own wine. I found it fascinating.

"It's simple. We can even do it ourselves at home, but it would probably be more fun here."

Munchkin's casual statement stunned me.

I saw that Munchkin could not wait any longer, so we went to the backyard and put on protective gear.

I had to say that the service here was really attentive. They gave me protective gloves with lace and a sun hat with lace on the edges that rich Europeans love to wear.

Whereas Munchkin's gloves had cartoon prints on them. There was also another leather pair that looked like it belonged to a medieval prince. Both pairs had distinct characteristics, and he was free to choose either pair.

Service like this almost made me feel like I was in my own house.

The strawberries were on the softer side, so they were easily damaged during the picking process. Thus, the butler suggested that we picked the grapes first.

We went to the back of the estate, and a huge thousand-acre vineyard came into view.

I stood on the observation deck and looked at the grapes underneath as if I was looking at a vast grassland.

On the other hand, Munchkin could not resist any longer and went down to the vineyard.