Chapter 742

Munchkin wrapped his arms around my neck and asked aggrievedly, "Mommy, do you really not

want m e anymore?"

Seeing the glow in his eyes, I knew he was saying that on purpose and helplessly sighed. "Silly

child, do you think you'd have the chance to see me now if I really didn't want you anymore?"

"I don't care." Munchkin refused to listen. "I want compensation."

My mouth twitched. "You've been staying at your uncle’s for a few days. I'm sure he purchased

almost all of the toys in the mall for you, right?"

Munchkin nodded. "But I didn’t bring any of them home.”

I raised my eyebrows. "So you want new ones?"

Hearing what I said, Munchkin hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. "I don't want them

anymore."

He must have sensed that if he answered yes, then I would definitely reprimand him, so he cleverly

refused.

"Mommy, I really thought you didn't want me anymore."

Munchkin rested his chin on my shoulder, his voice becoming a little muffled.

"Uncle Tyler brought me to Grandpa and Grandma's. There's a lady there who said that I wasn't

your son and that you wouldn't want me anymore when you had your own children.”

I frowned. "Which lady?"

Munchkin sighed slightly. "Uncle Tyler had things to d o, so he left. Grandpa and Grandma left

afterward too. They told the lady to look after me, so she's probably a nanny."

Carlson and Yvonne disliked having too many people a t home, so there were probably only two

nannies at home at the moment.

I pursed my lips and stroked Munchkin’s head. "I never said I didn’t want you, Munchkin, and I will

never abandon you. You are my son and if anyone says bad things like that to you, just ignore them,

okay?”

He nodded. "I’ll not trust anybody else but you, Mommy."

I was touched by the child's unconditional trust.

After not seeing Snowy for many days, Munchkin missed Snowy very much. I put him down and he

brought Snowy to the yard to play.

I wanted to give Tyler a call to talk about Munchkin, but after thinking about the tragedy the nanny

would g o through after Tyler learned about it, I decided to just let it drop.

In the evening, Theo called. He had seemingly just finished work. He asked in a low and hoarse

voice, " Have you eaten dinner?"

I looked in the direction of the kitchen and said with a smile, "Dinner's still cooking but it'll be done

soon."

As the dishes that Munchkin wanted to eat were hard t o make, dinner took a little longer to prepare

than usual.

"Don't wait, then. I'll go back now and pick you up to g o eat at a restaurant." He sounded like he

was arranging his files. He was probably still in the company. "It's cold outside, you two should wear

more clothes."

I frowned. "Is it okay to go out now?"

After all, the rumors had not settled yet...

"It’s okay, the restaurant I booked has really good privacy."

After a pause, he continued, "Mason said he wanted to meet Munchkin."

No wonder he wanted to take Munchkin and me to a restaurant for dinner. It turned out that Mason

was the one who wanted to see Munchkin.

Seeing that I was silent for so long, Theo sighed. "If you don't want Munchkin to meet him, then we'll

eat a t home."

I pursed my lips. "I think we should go."

Munchkin was Mason’s son no matter what. He was not asking to have the child back and merely

wanted t o see him. I had no reason to refuse. 2