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?”

and Jonathan a curious

sight 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 separated from her child for

any longer,

if

her, she felt him grab her arm

by his gesture, Angeline clenched her fists in seething

to solve anything. I have to face

know my name?” Azura was shocked, her

“Don’t be afraid. I know who you are because I’m a

skeptical look. “Is that so?

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

Azura clutched her

that’s not a good idea. Whatever you have to say, you

Here, I’ve bought you

to the trunk and brought out some health

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

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

expensive. You

out to receive them with a

“Hold on. I 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

as she replied in a frosty tone, “What are you babbling about? Since when

tuck shop just the day before. He even

with it a haunting tone,

him a wary and resentful stare, Azura bellowed, “Stop that nonsense of yours. What child are you talking about? I have never given birth before. You must have

so agitated that the gifts didn’t interest her anymore. Instead, all she wanted now was for them

child hanging on the drying rack. Moreover, there was a worn-out toy

clues, it was evident that there

it? Is it because

her imagination began to run wild, she felt a chill shoot through