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.

by the sudden sound, Joseline paused

from the couch, Angeline stared straight into the other woman’s eyes with contempt. “What’s

“You—”

to refute, and she dug her sharp nails deep

while I’ve been wary of Angeline, but I’ve forgotten that

expression changed, then she glanced at Wilfred before pointing at Angeline. “I knew you were up to no good when you came back this time. Grandpa is

to seize the shares because you’re worried you’d be

pierced

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

“Stop!”

a grim expression.

struggled to break free from his grip. Aggrieved, she said, “Hanson, I’m pregnant with your child. Is this how you treat

down his anger. Glancing at Angeline in distress, he then reminded Joseline, “Joseline, Grandpa isn’t feeling too well lately. We should let

reminded her that she still had her grandpa as support. Stomping

previously that I will

that.” Wilfred furrowed his brows as a look of fatigue lined his face. “I’ll be heading

he coughed into his fist for a few times before heading back to his room with

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

watched her leave and subconsciously took a

“Don’t go after her.”

that moment, Joseline gripped his sleeve and bit her lip

and

clutched the corner of her shirt

even transferred my shares for the sake of his career. But he’s always

“Ah! My stomach hurts—”

her stomach.

her side upon hearing her cries of pain, she was

child. This child is my final bargaining chip for

the residential area, she turned around and drove toward the