Her Precious Baby

Hanson’s voice was dripping with regret.

Joseline had broken down once more and was weeping on the ground. He had no option but to help her up.

Angeline curled her hands into fists as she took in the scene before her.

What’s the point of putting on such a grief-stricken act when she didn’t spare an ounce of concern for Grandpa when he was drugged?

She eyed Joseline coldly and retorted blithely, “For the love of god, please stop crying. It’s not as if Grandpa is dead. You seem to wish for his early passing with the amount of tears you’ve shed.”

The trembling in Joseline’s shoulders worsened with her racking sobs. She regained herself and pointed at Angeline.

“How could you speak of death so lightly? With the state that Grandpa is in, you might as well be cursing him!”

“Me, cursing him?”

Angeline’s voice quavered with anger that had reached its tipping point.

“You’d best explain yourself. Grandpa has always been under your care all these years and was still in the pink of health last I saw him during his birthday celebration. It doesn’t make sense how he could waste away in a matter of months!”

“You—”

Joseline’s tears could not be staunched. It was as if a major tragedy had befallen her at the grievous look on her face.

“The doctor stated that his ailment resulted from years of negligence. Since you blame me for not caring for Grandpa well enough, I suppose you’ve done a better job by barely even visiting him?”

“At least I won’t harm him,” Angeline scoffed.

Her words jolted Joseline.

“What are you hinting at?”

in a hospital.” The doctor was followed by a group of nurses as he made his way out of the

regained her composure and

“How’s Grandpa?”

are two choices for him at the moment. The first is to let him go peacefully, while the second is to remove half of his lung

was blanched of color, and her eyes were brimming with

taken such a rapid turn

him, yet in a matter of days, he was already confined to a sickbed,

been tampering with his medication

to her feet and plastered on an expression like the world was ending. “Grandpa, how could you abandon me just like

while comforting her. He was evidently deceived by her act of

is still with us. I’ll seek out lung specialists

A spark of hope lifted Joseline’s spirits as she clung tightly to the

choice. I believe Grandpa

words transformed Angeline’s face

by the doctor, who’d received the green light from Joseline to

an ongoing surgery lighted up, intensifying Angeline’s nagging worry, which manifested physically as sweaty

preferred death over living a

Wilfred, but it was clear as

in her grand scheme involving the Sorelle

be a win-win situation for her to successfully acquire the company while portraying the

never have imagined anyone

wheeled out from the ward shortly

the verge of falling, but she suppressed them with

feel extremely

she trailed

them but was halted by Joseline’s warning, which oozed with contempt, “Don’t you dare take another step closer.

Angeline’s heart dropped.

Joseline cares about is the

“What nonsense! Angeline is a member of the Sorelle family as

“As if!”