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.”

flew into a rage and slammed

you’re all that? I can’t even get you to come

in this living room in the past? Don’t you remember how you ruthlessly drove me out of the

upon hearing

of himself and punished her with a whip right in

“I know you’ve resented me for all these years,

it. He’ll never realize his mistakes, so

of her visit was

there’s nothing else, please

that, Angeline got up from the couch and went up to the second floor. She reached the room in the corner and turned the door knob. With

dust. A

while, she carefully observed the room. Everything remained unchanged apart from the thick dust that settled

grabbed a ladder before climbing up to reach the

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

the object up. After unrolling it, she saw that it was indeed the title deed of

gift Angeline’s mother

safe place and remember not to transfer it to others. When you get married, I’ll prepare a more generous dowry for you. Happy birthday, sweetheart!” Her

in an attempt to repress her

deed in her bag and took it with her along with the trinkets her

Group that her

straight

bellowed, “Stop right there! Have you forgotten everything we’ve taught you? How can you leave without saying goodbye? Where are

her tracks and turned around to regard the old man with disdain. “From the moment I was kicked out of the Sorelle residence, this place

became tense all

that his face contorted. He clutched

and knitted her brows. She knew that Wilfred was suffering from pneumonia, but she didn’t expect

approached to support Wilfred and stroked his chest to