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?”

a curious look before asking, “What

the lady’s wrinkled face caused the emotions within Angeline to rage. If it weren’t for the lady,

to hold herself back any longer,

if

she felt him grab her arm and pull her

by his gesture,

right. Acting hastily isn’t going to solve anything. I have to face

you know my name?” Azura was

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

a skeptical look. “Is that so?

with a smile as

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

a good idea. Whatever you have to

I’ve bought you some gifts. Please

returned to the trunk and brought out some

warmed Angeline’s heart, for even she didn’t

to lack exposure to the outside world, Azura’s eyes lit up at

are really expensive. You really shouldn’t

she reached out to

suggesting, “Hold on. I heard my mom mention that your child is turning five soon. Since I have not seen him before and brought

in a frosty tone, “What are you babbling

heard your neighbor mention that you brought a child to the tuck shop just the day before.

with it a haunting

and resentful stare, Azura bellowed, “Stop that nonsense of yours. What child are you talking about? I have never

that the gifts didn’t interest her anymore. Instead,

saw the laundry of a child hanging on the drying rack. Moreover, there was a worn-out

visible clues, it was evident that

it? Is it because

to run wild, she felt a chill shoot through her body as an indescribable