I'm sorry, sunshine

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Mon goes to work as usual, but this time it is a bit different.

From a distance, she could clearly see Moson standing in front of her workplace.

Moson, who saw Mon from afar, quickly went towards her. He hugged Mon's legs, and Mon let him be.

"Good morning, Moson," said Mon with a smile on her face. Moson nodded his head. Mon spoke to Moson at the same level as Moson's small body so that she could clearly see Moson's face.

"Why are you standing here? Are you well now?" Mon examined Moson's body with her hands only. As usual, Moson will write on his tablet, which he always carries to talk with someone.

"I want to be with Mommy, and I'm healthy now. Mommy, can you accompany me to see Daddy in the ward?" Mon widened her eyes. "Me?!"

Moson wrote again, "Yes, Mommy. I want to have Daddy and Mommy." He held Mon's hand.

"Moson, you can't call me Mommy. I am not your Mommy. If your Mommy knows about this, your Mommy will hurt me."

Moson tilted his head. He typed on her tablet quickly, "You are my Mommy!" He looked furious now.

"Enough. I don't have time to deal with your hassle. I have a job to do," said Mon. "Don't call me Mommy," she warned Moson seriously.

Moson stomped his feet. He sat on the floor and started sulking.

"Listen here, Moson. I will accompany you for a few hours at the hospital before returning home. Are you happy now?" asked Mon with a deep sigh. Moson nodded his head.

"But don't force me to go with you to see your daddy. Deal?" Mon held out her hand. Moson shook Mon's hand and hugged her. "See you later in the afternoon. I will have my lunch at the café."

Moson handed the tablet to Mon to set the alarm for him when they met in the evening. Mon patted Moson's head. "It's done now," she said.

Moson left from there. Mon saw her from afar only. Moson went to the store opposite to buy food and tulips as usual.

"Hi, Moson. I have prepared tulips for you. Today I am giving them away for free."

"I want three roses too," Moson wrote on the tablet and handed it to the florist.

"Oh, okay."

After everything was done, he went back to the hospital again. He strolled towards Sam's ward. Every nurse in the block would greet Moson; he just nodded his head.

He replaced the flower in the vase next to Sam with a new one. He used a chair to stand up and arrange it.

"Daddy, I met Mommy," whispered Moson. "Wake up, Daddy. I'm sorry," said Moson. Moson looked at Sam's face. He ate his food while looking out the window at the view.

Suddenly, the door opened, revealing Joanne's face. Moson's eyes widened; his body was already shaking. Joanne, who wanted to visit Sam in a good mood, changed to a bad mood.

She picked up Moson and took him to the bathroom. "Your daddy is in that situation because of you. You are indeed the unlucky child that I gave birth to." Moson lowered his head. He was already crying in silence.

"You are not my mommy," Moson said, word after word.

"I'm your mommy, bastard!" She slapped and choked him a little, Moson's face making him even more scared.

Moson always expressed his thoughts through the tablet because he was afraid something like this would happen. He thought that if he said the wrong thing, he would be slapped, choked, and scolded. He believed that through the tablet, he could ensure that what he said wouldn't make people angry. He also didn't like to socialize with others.