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?”

Jonathan a curious look before asking, “What are you doing here? Is

it weren’t for the lady, she wouldn’t have been separated from her child for so many

back any longer, she

know if you’re

Jonathan’s voice preempted her, she felt him

to her senses by his gesture, Angeline

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

my name?”

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 for many years, I’m

look. “Is that so? I really don’t recognize

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

Azura clutched her sleeves

good idea. Whatever you have to say, you can just say

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

Jonathan returned to the trunk and brought out some health supplements

Angeline’s heart, for even she didn’t

exposure to the outside world, Azura’s eyes lit

are really expensive. You

by excitement, she reached out to receive them with a

your child is turning five soon. Since I have not seen him before and brought him some

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

brought a child to the tuck shop just the day before. He even said

carried with it a haunting tone, causing Azura

resentful stare, Azura bellowed, “Stop that nonsense of yours. What child are you talking about? I have never given birth before. You must have gotten the wrong person, so off

interest her anymore. Instead, all she

when Angeline—who was silent throughout the exchange—looked up, she clearly saw the laundry of a child hanging on the drying rack. Moreover, there

was evident that there was a

denying it? Is it because she abused her

felt a chill