Midnight.
I heard the sound of my vibrating mobile phone on the table as I was in a daze. I thought my ears were deceiving me and did not pay it any heed, but after a while, the vibrating came again.
I opened my eyes. Munchkin, who was in the middle, and Theo, who was on the outermost side, were sound asleep. I fumbled toward the table, grabbed the phone, then glanced at it. It was an unknown number, but it looked somewhat familiar.
I pressed the connect button, and my voice sounded hoarse. "Hello, who is this?"
"Wanya, I miss you so much. Will you come back?"
A male voice sounded from the receiver, but it was obviously not one I recognized.
Had this person called the wrong number?
I wanted to hang up immediately, but the man continued. "Wanya, I really can't leave you..."
The man was clearly drunk judging from his voice. It looked like he had dialed the wrong number after getting drunk.
I ignored it. After hanging up the phone, I turned it off and went back to sleep.
The next day.
I was the last one to rise since I woke up in the middle of the night. When I opened my eyes, Munchkin had already changed into his clothes and was lying down beside me. "I caught Mommy sleeping late."
My heart was filled with happiness for being able to see my family the moment I opened my eyes. I reached out and pinched Munchkin's little face. "You dare to make fun of me? I'll teach you a lesson."
I was having a lot of fun teasing Munchkin on the bed when Theo came out of the bathroom. When he saw that I was still in bed, he said, "It's time to get up, Madam, so that we can go downstairs for breakfast. I'll have to prepare for a meeting later."
"Alright."
Not daring to delay his work, I got up immediately. After tidying myself up a little, I followed them out of the room.
Nicky also happened to have arrived when we got to the dining area. "Wanda, President Grant, you're up too.
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