Chapter 656
I cast my eyes down. "You''re pretty blunt."
She sighed. "Bow to the forces of evil."
The mockery behind those words was too strong. I frowned and said, "If you want us to be on good
terms, at least stop making me feel ufortable when you talk."
She nodded. "Sure."
As we were employees of this restaurant, it would not be a good ce to eat and talk. Therefore,
we went to a nearby restaurant instead.
When the dishes were served, Fiona did not intend to touch the cutleries first. She looked at me and
asked, "I f you’re Carlson''s daughter, why did youe to a small ce like Zenon and be a
waitress here?"
I pursed my lips. "Because of some things."
She smirked. "It''s because you became Theo''s mistress?"
My hand that was holding the fork and knife paused. I cast her a hostile nce.
"Honestly, your identity is apetitive one, so why are you hiding?"
I put my cutleries down and said, "It seems irrelevant t
o tell an outsider like you what is the rtionship between him and me and why I came here."
She shrugged. "You don''t want to tell me because you think it''s embarrassing for a titleddy like
you not to be openly acknowledged."
Her words were unpleasant to hear.
I frowned. "If you want to know more about these gossips, maybe you should spend some time
watching the entertainment news channels."
I got up and nned to leave, having no appetite to eat anymore.
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She followed me outside and said mockingly," Because you can''t touch Cindy, whom Theo is
backing, nor can you touch Serena Zoel, the actress who participates in all sorts of events with him.
That’s why you''re taking it out on me, a mere county girl? Wanda Lane, why are you hurting me just
because you''re unhappy?"
She firmly believed that I was Theo''s mistress, huh?
I found it extremely absurd and turned around to look nkly at her. "Let''s not talk about whether
I''m Theo''s mistress or not. If you think I''m the one who put you i n this current predicament, then let
me tell you something. A person who does no self-reflection and puts the me on others even
though she is at fault will never be happy."
At this point, there was nothing left for us to talk about. I turned around and left after saying those
words.
When I got home, Munchkin had been brought home from school by Theo. He was holding a
watermelon in his arms and sitting on the sofa, scooping out the watermelon with a spoon while
watching television.
When he saw me, he put the watermelon on the coffee table and jumped off the sofa. "You''re finally
back, Mommy!”
Having said that, he threw himself into my arms.
"Did you behave yourself in kindergarten today?" I asked, stroking his little head.
"Of course, I did. The teacher evenplimented me." His voice was tender. "Mr. Theo made some
barbecue. We’re waiting for you to start.”
Seeing that Theo was not in the kitchen, I asked," Where is he?”
Munchkin looked at the yard. "He said that some of your clothes shouldn''t be washed in the
washing machine, so he went to the yard to wash them by hand."
I was stunned. He went to the yard? What clothes should not be washed with the washing
machine?
I saw the man squatting by theundry tub scrubbing the clothes. He had already changed out of
his usual dark ck suit and was wearing the warm-colored pajamas I bought for him in the city the
other day.
He was used to wearing high-quality and exquisitely tailored clothes, so I thought he would not wear
it. I did not expect him to actually wear them.
My gaze moved down to the clothes in his hands and I immediately blushed.