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.”

a rage and

I can’t even get you to come back home for a

at Wilfred mockingly. “Grandpa, don’t you remember what happened in this living room in the past? Don’t

stiffened upon

her with a whip right in front of the entire family and the

his gaze on Angeline. “I know you’ve resented me for all

I knew it. He’ll never realize his mistakes, so it won’t make a difference no

purpose of her visit was merely

else, please

reached the room

with a lot of dust. A coughing

apart from the thick dust

ladder before climbing up to reach the inconspicuous gypsum

a rolled-up object fell to

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

gift Angeline’s mother had prepared for her eighteenth

in a 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 mother’s affectionate tone echoed

a deep breath in an attempt

the title deed in her bag and took it with her along with the trinkets her mother gifted her, for she never wanted to return to the residence

that her

stairs, she walked straight to the door without

right there! Have you forgotten everything we’ve taught you? How can you leave without saying goodbye? Where

the moment

tense all of a

infuriated that his face contorted. He clutched his chest and coughed

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

she approached to support Wilfred and stroked his chest to help him