Chapter 1623


    "Does Daddy need to workte?" Munchkin sounded disappointed.


    "Yes. Daddy has a lot of worktely," I attempted to exin to Munchkin.


    "But isn''t Daddy the boss? Do bosses need to workte too?"


    The little guy tilted his head to one side as he asked, and I could not help but burst intoughter.


    I had not told Munchkin much about howpanies operated. All he knew was that his daddy and mommy would leave the house to go to their jobs and that they worked on their own careers.ConTEent bel0ngs to N?v(e)lD/rama(.)Org .


    Other than that, every concept he had formed about work came from watching


    TV.


    Since TV shows always portrayed bosses as the ones who asked the employees to work overtime, Munchkin naturally thought that was just the way things worked.


    After spending more time with Theo, he had gradually begun learning more about Theo''s identity and now knew that Theo''s role was the same as the bosses he saw on TV. Naturally, he thought that Theo would act just like the bosses he watched in his shows.


    I smiled gently. "Of course, bosses need to workte. It''s the same as giving up some of the time you would usually spend sleeping toplete the handicraft tasks your kindergarten teachers gave you."


    I gently tapped on the little nose I saw on the screen.


    "Alright then."


    The little guy''s head drooped in disappointment. It seemed like he had epted the situation.


    However, a short whileter, he raised his head again to look at me. "Mommy, can you ask Daddy toe back earlier today? I made a new kind of meatball for you guys today."


    He lifted the te he was holding as he spoke, showing me the meatballs he had carefully arranged on it.


    I was extremely surprised when I saw the dish. Munchkin had indeed made a different kind of meatball today. The meatballs seemed to be made with unfamiliar ingredients.


    "Mommy, earned how to make this


    today. Even Grandma said I did a good job and that it''s even better than what Grandpa could do. Grandpa had no idea you could


    prepare meatballs this way" Content


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    A proud feeling washed over me as I gazed at Munchkin, who had an ecstatic expression on his face.


    It seemed that no matter where he was, he would always find a way to make himself happy.


    At the same time, I noticed some


    stains on his sleeves. They were probably unwashed spots from when he had been making meatballs. However, he took time to video call me before even cleaning himself up. That showed just how sincere his invitation was.


    "Alright, I''ll extend your invitation to Daddy when he''s taking a break. If there isn''t anything urgent for him to take care of, I''ll ask him to go over and try your meatballs.


    alright?"


    I was delighted that Munchkin had taken the time to prepare meatballs for Theo and me. However, I did not dare give him a definite promise that I would get Theo to go back.


    "Alright, Mommy, good luck."


    Perhaps it was because Theo often workedte nights and coupled with the nature of my previous work, Munchkin dly epted my vague answer and even wished me luck.


    Guilt washed over me after I hung up the phone. I gazed at the busy traffic on the interchange and the towering buildings erected all over the city. These were all sights that boasted the city''s prosperity.


    We were so close to each other, but we could not spend time with the child. The thought of that made me miserable.


    I strode out into the office without another minute''s hesitation.


    When Theo heard me pushing the door open and walking out, he hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Why did you take such a short nap?"