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?”

Angeline and Jonathan a curious look before asking, “What are you

caused the emotions within Angeline to rage. If it weren’t for the lady, she wouldn’t have been separated from

herself back any

if

him grab her arm

to her senses by his gesture,

isn’t going to solve anything. I have to face

you know my name?” Azura

flashed a gentle smile at her. “Don’t be afraid. I know who you are because I’m a distant relative of yours. Since we have lost contact

a skeptical look. “Is that so? I really

suggested with a smile as he shifted his gaze to the living room as a

he spoken than Azura clutched her sleeves with a grim

not a good idea. Whatever you have to say, you can just say it

Here, I’ve bought you some gifts.

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

Angeline’s heart, for even she didn’t think of

it was common for villagers to lack exposure to the outside world, Azura’s eyes lit up at the sight of the

expensive. You really shouldn’t

reached out to receive them with

soon. Since I have not seen him before and brought him some

replied in a frosty tone, “What

tuck shop just the day before. He even

voice carried with it a haunting

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

gifts didn’t interest her anymore. Instead, all she wanted now was for

the drying rack. Moreover, there was a worn-out toy car left at the main door,

was evident that there was a child in

Is it because she

chill shoot through her body as an indescribable pain filled