Chapter 2247


    The next day, Munchkin could not help but step forward when he saw Delia. "Good morning, Aunt


    Delia."


    Delia was taken aback for a moment before she smiled. "Good morning."


    "You can call me Munchkin, Aunt."


    I took in their interaction. Munchkin had never taken initiative with strangers, so I did not expect him


    to go forward to chat with Delia this time.


    Stepping forward, I smiled. "I’m sorry, did Munchkin bother you?"


    The woman shook her head, eyes filled with love. "No, Munchkin is a very cute and sensible boy.


    You must be very happy to have such a son by your side, Wanda.” When Delia turned to me, there


    seemed to be a hint of envy in the smile on her pretty face.


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    "Let''s have dinner together tonight. Munchkin likes you a lot."


    "Alright."


    "Munchkin, let''s not disturb Aunt anymore, okay?" I held up Munchkin''s hand.


    He looked a bit reluctant but also knew that Delia was working, so he did not refuse. "Okay."


    I pulled him to the side. Then, I crouched down and looked at him. "Munchkin, I know Aunt Delia


    looks like your mommy. That’s why you like her so much, yes?"


    Munchkin nodded. "Yeah, it’s like seeing Mommy. I want to know how I would feel if my mommy


    was still around."


    I understood. I got what his words implied.


    "Yes, I understand. I''m going to tell Aunt Delia about this tonight."


    If I told Delia about this, then maybe she would treat Munchkin like how a loving mother would so


    that Munchkin could experience it.


    Time passed by silently.


    It was getting dark outside, and Caroline prepared a sumptuous dinner.


    After taking her seat, Delia nced around and asked suspiciously, "Why don''t I see President


    Grant around? Could it be that he doesn''t like me here, so he has..."


    "No, don''t think too much. His assistant called him just now and said that there was something


    urgent going on at thepany, so he has gone to deal with it," I quickly exined.


    "I see." Delia nodded.


    Munchkin struggled to pick up a piece of meat to put it on Delia''s te. “Aunt, have some meat.


    You’re too thin,” he said softly.


    "Thank you, Munchkin."


    The two of them looked at each other, and it was like I was looking at Cecilia at that moment. If she


    was still there, she would treat Munchkin the same way.


    "Delia, I said you’re very simr to my friend. In fact, she’s Munchkin''s biological mother. She


    passed away after giving birth to Munchkin," I said softly.


    Munchkin''s once calm face darkened, and there was some sadness coloring his features.


    The smile on Delia''s face also disappeared, reced by astonishment.


    She said slowly after a long time, "So that''s the case. No wonder Munchkin looked a little surprised


    when he saw me yesterday. I thought it was because I was a stranger. I didn''t expect it to be


    because I look like his mother."


    "Yeah, that''s right." I did not know what Delia was thinking. I hoped she was not overthinking.


    She looked at Munchkin with a smile on her lips. "If you don''t mind, I can consider Munchkin as my


    godson. He can also call me ‘Mommy’."


    "Really? Is it really possible?" Munchkin and I were surprised.


    Before she could speak, Sissi, the assistant sitting next to her, said, "Delia, this isn’t appropriate.


    You’re a public figure."


    "I’m just recognizing a godson. It''s nothing. I''ve decided. Besides, Munchkin is so cute and


    handsome. To have such a son is rare."


    "Delia, if it’ll affect your work, why not..."


    "It won’t."