Her Precious Baby

Joseline was holding a newborn baby boy, while Hanson put his hand over her shoulders as he looked at the camera.

Standing behind them was the matriarch of the Yiurk family, Monica Yiurk, Hanson’s aunt and uncle, as well as his older brother.

It was a very sweet family photo.

Angeline narrowed her eyes and snickered to herself. She couldn’t help but wonder if the Yiurk family would still be as happy when they knew what Joseline had done.

Her phone rang while she was deep in her thoughts.

When she noticed that it was Jonathan, her expression turned grim. After Angeline picked up the call, she stole a glance at Sylas before lowering her voice to ask, “What’s the matter?”

Jonathan’s sinister voice could be heard from the other end. “I can’t wait. I’ve already sent the photos of Joseline secretly dating a male model to Hanson under your name.”

“Why didn’t you discuss it with me first before sending them?”

Angeline furrowed her brows, exasperated at Jonathan’s reckless actions.

“Don’t forget that we’re working together. You should be well aware that this is what you’re supposed to do after I’ve helped you find the child,” Jonathan rebuked.

He didn’t sound pleased, as if someone owed him millions. Jonathan hung up right after saying that.

The disconnect tone frustrated Angeline to no end. What a ridiculous man! How can he change his stance that quickly? Even if he wants revenge on Hanson, he shouldn’t throw me under the bus.

Given what Jonathan was capable of, he could well have used a pseudonym to send the photos. However, seeing as he chose to put down Angeline’s name, it was obvious that he was trying to stoke an already burning fire between her and Hanson.

“Ms. Sorelle, do you need my help?”

Sylas, who was in front of her, noticed her odd demeanor.

“I’m good.”

Angeline’s expression turned grim as she ordered, “We’re going back to Hallsbay tonight.”

behind it all, Angeline had gotten

years had passed by since the case. Hence, she knew that the court would never consider a retrial, even if she were

Angeline reckoned that she might have a chance at

slender fingers as she closed her eyes. There was a hint

tomorrow would be the anniversary of her

was no further progress, she decided that she would get back home tonight no matter

at the thought. All of a sudden, she just

was born, Monica, who seldom got out of the house, went to

was when the baby was

baby on the hospital bed. His voice was tender, and yet his tone was

of the baby, do let the butler know

I can

loving expression. Then, she reached out to tug

he was born. You’re

when he looked at the baby,

had already passed

was left with no other choice but to reach out and take the baby. The little boy felt soft in his

down memory lane as

they headed home together. The gentle breeze would carry the scent of the fresh grass, and Angeline would put her hands around his waist, her

together after I

one? We’re going to make babies every day after we graduate,”

him on

himself, Hanson found himself quite fond of reminiscing the

things that she had been through all these years, which caused her

are you

pulled him back into

changed the subject, “The baby

course. He’s our baby. He has your

herself and passed the milk bottle

that the child resembled him in

now,” Hanson said in a rather clipped

to stay. Though feeling indignant, she merely watched him leave as she