Her Precious Baby

Upon forcing out a smile, she leaned back into her seat and stared out the window at the dark night. It was as though a heavy rock was weighing on her heart, making it difficult to breathe.

I’m about to see my child soon. I wonder if he is doing well… And what if, he refuses to acknowledge me?

With that thought in mind, there was no way she could sleep in peace.

After an uneventful six-hour journey, they finally arrived at a small fishing village.

The village was located at the foot of a hill, whereas the narrow path that approached it was flanked on both sides by ponds. Despite the fact that the sky was still dark, one could see many fishermen busying themselves by the ponds with their fishing rods hanging off their shoulders.

The moment the car entered the village, a pungent fishy smell instantly stung their senses.

Knitting her brows, Angeline covered her nose by reflex as she observed the environment her child grew up in.

“We’re here. Let’s get out of the car.”

Just when she was lost in a daze, Jonathan stopped their car in front of a hut.

The hut was small, while its surroundings were dirty. At the main gate, they could see a goat pen built from rocks. A dog, tied to a barn where corn was stored, began to bark fiercely at them.

Overwhelmed by the environment, the frightened Angeline hid behind Jonathan’s back.

“There’s nothing to be afraid.”

He picked up a rock and threw it at the dog, and it quickly stopped barking out of fear.

However, when the rock struck the corn barn, the loud bang that ensued alerted the hut’s owner.

Subsequently, a dim yellow light lit up in one of the rooms. From outside the windows, they could see the silhouette of a lady getting dressed frantically.

The lady yelled loudly in the local dialect, “Which of you kids did it? Has your mother not taught you any manners?”

curious

of the lady’s wrinkled face caused the emotions within Angeline to rage. If it weren’t for the lady, she wouldn’t have been

back any longer, she

know if you’re

voice preempted her, she felt him

his gesture, Angeline clenched her fists in seething

going to solve anything. I have to face the

my name?” Azura was

know who you are because I’m a distant relative of yours. Since we have lost contact for many

response, Azura gave him a skeptical look.

a chat?” Jonathan suggested with a smile as he shifted his gaze

had he spoken than Azura clutched her sleeves with a grim expression on her

good idea. Whatever you have to say,

see. It’s fine then. Here, I’ve bought you some

that, Jonathan returned to the trunk and brought out some health supplements along with toys

meticulousness warmed Angeline’s heart, for even she didn’t think of something like

lack exposure to the outside

gifts are really expensive. You really shouldn’t

she reached out to receive them

heard my mom mention that your child is turning five soon. Since I have not seen him before and brought him some toys, I’m sure it

scowl as she replied in a frosty tone, “What are you

I heard your neighbor mention that you brought a child to the tuck shop just the day before. He even said that it was

it a haunting tone,

resentful stare, Azura bellowed, “Stop that nonsense of yours. What child are you talking about? I

didn’t interest her anymore. Instead,

silent throughout the exchange—looked up, she clearly saw the laundry of a child hanging on the drying rack. Moreover, there was a worn-out

was evident that

it? Is

a chill shoot through her body as an indescribable pain