Her Precious Baby

She sounded hesitant, for she was not used to calling him that.

Despite that, Wilfred was still overjoyed when he heard the way she addressed him, so much so that his spirits were immediately lifted.

“It’s good that you’re here. I’m glad. Thank you for coming.”

“I’m sorry I’m late. I wanted to visit you when you got admitted to the hospital, but Joseline wouldn’t let me in, so I could only find another opportunity to slip in.”

When Wilfred heard that, he heaved a huge sigh before saying apologetically, “That’s just how she is. I’m sorry for everything you’ve been through.”

A hint of hatred appeared in Angeline’s eyes at the mention of Joseline. She couldn’t bring herself to forgive Joseline, so she changed the topic.

“Grandpa, why don’t I bring you to the balcony to get some fresh air?”

“Okay. It’s been a while since I got some sunlight.” Wilfred cracked a rare smile.

At his consent, Angeline held his arm and helped him sit up in bed.

Just then, Floretta walked in with a pair of sandals in her hands. With a soft and adorable voice as warm as the sunlight in spring, she said, “Old Mr. Sorelle, put on some shoes so you can keep your feet warm.”

A look of shock lined Wilfred’s face as he heard that, and soon, he broke out into a wide smile.

“Oh, it’s you, Floretta. I didn’t expect to see you again.”

Instead of approaching him, Floretta merely smiled sweetly at him and replied in a cheerful voice, “Old Mr. Sorelle, if you want to see me, I can always ask Angel to bring me here.”

“That would be great! I’d love for you to come often, but I don’t think I have much time left.”

Upon finishing his sentence, he was overwhelmed by immense sorrow. He began coughing violently despite only speaking briefly.

helped him to the

take good care of

shook his head and let out a long sigh. With a helpless and world-weary voice, he explained, “I’ve been unconscious for the past few days, so I don’t know what happened. All

Joseline? Doesn’t she

She had also sent everyone away, saying that she didn’t want anyone to disturb me,” Wilfred answered. Although it seemed like

his unfocused eyes lingered on the scenery outside the window, a gentle breeze brushed the hairs

never seen that child before, but I’ve got him a gold locket. I don’t know how to pass it to them

and complicated thoughts swirled

no bounds. He’s still thinking of her at the very end of his life. How does Joseline have the nerve to harm him when he cares so much

some oatmeal. It helps

her desire to tell Wilfred the truth, Angeline poured some

Wilfred was weak due to his illness, he still picked up the spoon and ate the oatmeal. He was touched, for Angeline had made it specially

His complexion improved, and his face was no longer

noticed a pile of dirty laundry on the couch and thought of dealing with it since she was free. If I don’t tend

with Wilfred in

the clothes, she stepped out of the room with the clean clothes in a basket. As soon as she

have you come to visit

pockets, Liam looked at her and flashed her a

in her tracks and engaged

Are you on your rounds?

of my job.

How could Grandpa get any better without anyone caring

a hint of hatred

is complicated, so I shouldn’t say anything at this point

“What is it?”

think someone is investigating

had brought over from school. While he was at it, a block accidentally