The Woman From Hell
Chapter 820

Chapter 820

I stared at him and noticed that his dark eye circles were heavy. He seemed lethargic. He probably did not get any sleep last night.

After casting my eyes down and falling silent for a few seconds, I said, "It's hard to drive in the snow. It also takes more than an hour to get to the city from here. Why don't you stay and have lunch at my place?"

In fact, I had asked him to come and treat Munchkin because I wanted to have a chat with him.

People's thoughts changed with time. I did not want to see him at first and did not want him to see

Munchkin. I had even selfishly thought of asking

Theo not to visit him either so that Munchkin would belong to me forever.

However, after a period of time, I managed to calm down. I figured that I should not be selfish.

Thinking about it from his perspective, Mason would b e heartbroken to watch Munchkin grow beside me not knowing that he was his father.

Besides, Theo said that we could let the Lynches come and visit Munchkin from time to time. He promised that they would not ask Munchkin back.

Mason sat on the sofa and looked indifferently at me."

You’re cooking?"

I nodded. "I'm cooking. Look after Munchkin for me."

"Okay."

He got up and went to Munchkin's bedroom after agreeing.

A father would always be worried about his child.

I got up and went to the kitchen. I grabbed some ingredients from the fridge and planned to make a meal.

As Munchkin was still ill and could only eat plain foods, I decided to make plain food.

When the food was cooked, I suddenly wondered if Theo and I should have a kid of our own too.

Three dishes were done in no time at all.

I went upstairs to get Munchkin and Mason. When I pushed the door in, I saw Munchkin already awake. H e was sitting on the bed talking to Mason.

I did not know what interesting things Mason had told him but the little guy could not stop cackling.

However, he had a sore throat, so he coughed while he laughed.

Mason gently stroked his chest to ease his breathing. The doting look on his face could not be concealed.

"It's time to eat," I spoke, breaking the warm atmosphere between the father and son.

Although I knew that I should be more generous, I still felt a little upset inside when I saw them getting along so well.

I felt a strong sense of possessiveness toward Munchkin.

The smile on Mason’s face faded as he got up and carried Munchkin.

Munchkin wrapped his arms around his neck naturally and looked at me while saying with a smile," Mommy, I asked Mason what does the fox say but he said he didn't know, so I said if you want to know what does the fox say, then I'll discover it with you. Mason asked me what we were going to find out, to which I replied, 'What does the fox say?' I repeated it twice and he still didn't get it. It's so hilarious."

Munchkin laughed uncontrollably, hence he started coughing again.

Mason said with a face full of helplessness. "Stop laughing. Does your throat not hurt?"

Although he said it sternly, his tone was a doting one.

Munchkin stopped coughing and said while looking a t me, "Do you want me to help you find out about it?"

I shook my head with a smile. "I'm smart. I'm not going to play this with you."

Munchkin's fever went down and he became a whole lot more energetic. He ate a lot at the dinner table.