Her Precious Baby

Edwin had been her father’s right-hand man when her father was alive. The former watched her grow up since she was young, and she remembered how kind he was to her.

After that, Edwin led her into the mansion. Along the way, he excitedly described the changes in the household to Angeline.

As she looked at the familiar mansion before her, the look in her eyes darkened and mixed feelings surged in her heart.

I’m finally home.

However, the place she grew up in seemed painfully unfamiliar to her now.

When they reached the entrance, Edwin looked at her with worry as he reminded her, “Ms. Joseline and Mr. Yiurk are here, Ms. Angeline. I’m afraid you—”

“It’s fine.” Angeline smiled slightly and comforted, “Mr. Ziegler, don’t worry. I am no longer the vulnerable little girl who needed protection. I know how to act accordingly.”

Upon hearing that, Edwin bobbed his head and opened the door for her. As he watched her step in calmly, tears rolled down his cheeks again.

Angeline’s current demeanor made Edwin’s heart clench, but above all, he was gratified. She finally set foot in the Sorelle residence again after so many years.

After keeping her emotions in check, Angeline peered in and saw a man in his sixties in the living room. Despite his old age, he was still standing tall and straight, exuding an august air.

“You’re home?” Wilfred turned around to look at her. The dullness in his voice was evident, and he didn’t sound as excited as the first time they met.

“Yes.”

Angeline walked over. Before she sat on the couch, she straightened her skirt.

“I’ve asked the housekeepers to prepare your favorite snacks and drink. Do enjoy,” said Wilfred with a deep voice, gesturing at the table before him. He seemed listless, and the skin beneath his eyes was sunken, showing traces of exhaustion.

Angeline stared at the plate of fruits with an inexplicable look in her eyes. After moments of silence, she replied indifferently, “Thank you. Please just get to the point.”

her aloof attitude, Wilfred flew into a rage and slammed his cane

all that? I can’t even get you to come back home for

you remember what happened in this living room in the past? Don’t you remember how you

stiffened upon hearing

her with a whip right in front of the entire family and the housekeepers. After that, he sent Angeline, who was covered in injuries,

all these years, but I only did what I had to for the sake of the

He’ll never realize his mistakes, so it won’t

the purpose of her visit was merely to retrieve her

nothing else, please excuse

got up from the couch and went up to the second floor. She reached the room in

of the room coupled with a lot of dust. A coughing

unchanged apart from the thick dust that settled after the room wasn’t

a ladder before climbing up to reach the inconspicuous gypsum board hidden above

a hammer, she smashed it open, and a rolled-up object fell to the floor along

ladder and bent over to pick the object up. After unrolling it, she saw that it was indeed the title deed of the

gift Angeline’s mother had

you get married, I’ll prepare a more

breath in an attempt to repress

bag and took it with her along with the trinkets

that her parents had left

she walked straight to the door

everything we’ve taught you?

to regard the old man with disdain. “From the moment I was kicked out of the Sorelle residence, this place is no longer my

atmosphere became tense all of

infuriated that his face contorted.

She knew that Wilfred was suffering from pneumonia, but she didn’t expect it to

Wilfred and stroked his chest to help him