"What do you mean, Madam?" asked Michelle looking surprised.
Veronica smiled, then said, "Can we talk in the living room, Michelle?"
Michelle nodded slowly, a sign of agreeing to Veronica's request. Without waiting for further orders, they immediately changed places, sitting on the gray sofa in the living room. They sat on the long sofa with a slight tilt in the opposite sitting position, until now they seemed to be sitting opposite each other.
"So how is it, Madam?" Michelle looked at Veronica questioningly. Can't wait to hear the explanation from the middle-aged woman's words.
Again Veronica flashed her smile, putting on a pitiful expression. She then held Michelle's hand which was on her lap.
"Tell me, do you love my son?" Veronica asked, looking seriously at Michelle's face.
"What do you mean, Madam? Why do you suddenly ask like that?" Michelle was flustered. She didn't expect Veronica to ask such a thing.
