Her Precious Baby

Angeline picked up the cup of coffee on the table and responded calmly, “Is there a problem for me to return to my own home?”

“Stop putting on an act in front of Grandpa. You didn’t come home to visit after returning to the country for such a long time. Do you even think of this place as your home? Don’t think I’m unaware of your motive for coming here.”

Joseline looked at Angeline warily, clenching her fists.

Ever since Angeline stirred trouble at her wedding previously, she finally realized how vicious the woman could be. She dared not underestimate Angeline, for fear that she would once again fall into the latter’s trap.

“Joseline, stop yelling at Angeline!”

Just then, Hanson exited the room. For a moment, he was in a daze when he saw Angeline’s delicate appearance.

“How can you side with her, Hanson?”

Joseline stomped her feet angrily. Pregnant women tended to be exceptionally sensitive, and Hanson’s attitude toward Angeline only served to make Joseline more uneasy.

Hanson got even more irritated upon seeing Joseline throwing a tantrum. Raising his voice, he snapped, “That’s enough!”

Angeline, on the other hand, ignored their dispute and maintained her composure while sipping her coffee. “Oh? What motive do I have? Pray tell.”

“You’re back for the shares Dad and Mom left behind, of course. I’ll never give them to you!” Joseline roared angrily as she stormed down the stairs, her high heels clicking imposingly on the steps.

“Leave! Now! I don’t want to see you.”

The sight of Angeline reminded her of the humiliation she suffered during the wedding.

Agitated, Joseline didn’t even bother to look at Wilfred, who was sitting on the couch, as she stepped forward to grab Angeline’s arm.

Thump!

A crisp noise echoed as Angeline slammed the cup in her hand on the table. A few droplets of hot liquid splashed out of the cup from the impact.

Joseline paused

Angeline stared straight into the other woman’s eyes with contempt. “What’s with your brazen attitude? Are

“You—”

words to refute, and she dug her sharp nails

managing the company for years, and all this while I’ve been wary of Angeline, but I’ve forgotten that Dad and Mom had never mentioned transferring the shares to me

“I knew you were up to no good when you came back this time. Grandpa is old. Have you no respect for your elder? Must you

try to change the subject. You desire to seize the shares because you’re

straightforward words pierced deeply into

upon hearing that. Infuriated, Joseline lifted her trembling hand and attempted to give Angeline a

“Stop!”

arm in time with a grim expression. “Stop messing

she said, “Hanson, I’m pregnant

at Angeline in distress, he then reminded Joseline, “Joseline, Grandpa isn’t feeling too well lately. We should let him rest. Let’s

of Wilfred reminded her that she still had her grandpa as support. Stomping her foot, she turned toward the old man and hugged his

me previously that I will

“I’ll be heading back to my room to

his fist for a few times before heading back to his room

lingering around. She grabbed her bag from the couch and walked out

watched her leave and subconsciously took a step

“Don’t go after her.”

Joseline gripped his sleeve and bit her lip

an icy look and shook off her

of her shirt as jealousy inundated

not nice enough to him? I even transferred my shares for the sake of his career. But he’s always distracted whenever he sees

“Ah! My stomach hurts—”

screamed in pain while holding her stomach.

her side upon hearing her cries of

cares for me and the child. This

leaving the residential area, she turned