Her Precious Baby

“Okay. Thank you.” Angeline took Floretta’s hand and walked off the stage. The moment she stepped into the crowd, the other parents surrounded her excitedly, exchanging pleasantries with her.

“Oh my goodness! We usually see you on TV and never expect you to be so beautiful in person.”

“That’s right. Ms. Sorelle, ‘The Journey’ is indeed a good series. Do you mind letting us know the plot for the coming episode?”

“Wait a minute. You’re here to attend the parent-teacher conference with Floretta. Does that mean you have reconciled with Mr. Golding?”

Angeline froze when she heard that. By right, I’m not supposed to turn up here since I’ve already broken up with Evander.

However, Floretta’s anticipation look reminded her of the bet between Floretta and her classmate. But if I deny it now, the other children will continue to taunt Floretta. For her sake, I must put away my pride this time.

Having that thought in mind, she lowered her head and brushed the stray strands of her fringe away. “Sorry, we have no intention of making it public,” she remarked shyly.

The busybody parents’ smiles intensified at her words.

“Oh, we understand. Anyway, congratulations! Both of you look great together and make a perfect match.”

Not far away, Olivine, who had been given the cold shoulder, was furious at the sight of the scene.

At the side, Mark stomped his feet and threw a tantrum after having his reliability shredded to pieces in front of his friends. “I can’t believe this. It’s all fake! Floretta couldn’t have invited Angeline over. Aunt Olivine, I thought you would marry into the Golding family soon.”

His words undoubtedly hit the bullseye. Olivine’s expression immediately changed as she warned fiercely, “Shut up and stop kicking up a fuss. I’ll get your father to come over if you try to be unreasonable again.”

She wouldn’t have come to the school if it weren’t for meeting Evander.

face. With broken sobs, he apologized, “Sorry, Aunt Olivine. I promise I won’t do it

softened. She knelt beside him and gently wiped away the tears on his face. “Don’t cry. Remember this—the Sherrock family has a

carefully to her words. Although he didn’t fully understand them, he still

the urge to bully intensified, he clenched his

parent-teacher conferences at the kindergarten level did not focus on children’s academic performances.

for this time, the teachers had instructed the children

groups of families performed flute playing and poems recitation; even Olivine made a fantastic dance performance

puzzled, Angeline lowered her head and looked at the sullen Floretta. “Didn’t your teacher ask you to prepare for the performance? Why didn’t you tell me

softly, “Francesca told me that Daddy was busy with work and wanted me to be a good child. It has been a long time since you come to our place. I don’t

made Angeline’s nose sting. Such a good child. She held Floretta’s tiny hand and choked

she shook her head vehemently and explained, “No, it’s my fault for not telling you about it. I’m happy

feel guilty for that and smiled

at the sight of the little girl. She shifted her gaze to a white piano, which was used as a decorative item for the stage, and

and welcome Floretta

hurriedly raised her hand and replied politely,

Floretta with another hand and scoffed, “Floretta, everyone is

Feeling aggrieved but also helpless, she parted her lips mouth to refute, “It’s

aren’t your parents performing with

Tears instantly welled up in her

emerged from behind and looked

we borrow your piano for a

“Of course.”

She tugged at the corner of Angeline’s coat and said, “Angel, we didn’t

down and whispered to Floretta. The latter