Her Precious Baby

“No worries,” Angeline replied with a sarcastic smile. She then waved at Floretta. “Come over here. Let me get a good look at you.”

Grinning, Floretta made her way to Angeline. Her tiny frame was glued to Angeline’s chest, happiness apparent on her face. “I guess you’re still unaware, but Daddy had admitted that Angel is my mommy. I’m not wrong.”

Francesca was shocked. “Really?”

Angeline, on the other hand, did not respond. Instead, she reached out to stroke Floretta’s hair while attentively examining the young girl’s features. Still, a sense of disbelief was deeply rooted within her.

She had never considered the possibility that the child she had been looking for five years had been there all along. But didn’t Joseline tell me that the child was kidnapped and sold to someone else?

But then again, Joseline is a habitual liar. She could make up any story to get me to sell my shares in the company.

Angeline, who had finally calmed down, was once again filled with sadness at the thought. At that, her tears trickled down her face without control.

Despite Angeline’s attempt to hide her tears, they still did not go unnoticed by Floretta’s sharp eyes. Feeling panicked, the little girl asked, “What’s wrong, Angel? Do you feel sick?”

“I’m fine,” Angeline replied as she hurriedly wiped her tears and tried to remain neutral. “I’m not crying.”

Floretta pursed her lips and swung her tiny clenched fists before yelling furiously, “You don’t have to hide things from me, Angel. Daddy has always been difficult to get along with. Tell me if he bullied you, and I’ll talk to him.”

Floretta’s remarks sounded as though the little girl was merely throwing a tantrum, but they still managed to move Angeline. However, Angeline still felt as if a giant stone was pressing on her heart, and she was on the verge of going insane from how suffocated she felt.

She struggled to believe that such a dramatic occurrence had actually happened to her.

Floretta clung to Angeline and insisted they sleep together. Angeline did not object as she picked up the little girl and walked straight to her bedroom.

patting her shoulder repeatedly in an attempt to lull her to sleep. Finally, she was able to put Floretta to sleep after singing a song. Angeline, on the other

Angeline felt suffocated. She walked up to the balcony and opened the window. It was only when the cold breeze hit her face that she

to her room were still on. Angeline could see the silhouette of the man who was bent over his desk, working mercilessly. That serious look on his face

a lump in her throat

she should not put the blame on

given how much Evander values Floretta, it was best for Angeline to keep silent rather than alarm him

to become pregnant and then stole her child away

bring

taking such extreme measures. If it weren’t for this issue, I would’ve been living

from her past

I do? How should I face

to sleep a wink

to the hospital now, Angeline. It

the night, Angeline finally felt a slight tinge of sleepiness during the morning. Yet, Nancy’s sudden call

the call, Angeline immediately packed her stuff and got ready

out of the family, but ever since the last meeting with him, their relationship had seemed to

left in the Sorelle family to begin with. If Angeline were to leave Wilfred to

would be able to live longer, Angeline had no

this without giving Evander a

when he woke up. He grabbed the cup from his bedside

he noticed Angeline rushing out of

matter? Why does she look

were pinched in a deep frown. He was about to call out for Angeline but stopped when he saw

who helped Angeline wear the necklace yesterday. He was not expecting

a few more steps toward the table and pulled the paper