Her Precious Baby

Little did she expect Wilfred to eavesdrop on their conversation in secret.

If I knew things would turn out this way, I wouldn’t have talked to Dr. Kingsley about all these. What do I do? Did Grandpa faint because he overheard everything we said?

Angeline’s face went pale as those thoughts flashed in her mind. Her lips trembled as she tugged Liam’s arm and nervously asked, “Dr. Kingsley, how is my grandpa?”

“Ms. Sorelle, your grandpa isn’t in good condition. We need to rush him to the emergency room immediately, or the consequences will be dire.”

With a grave expression, Liam whipped around and left to get the nurses after saying those words.

Shortly after, a group of medical personnel hurried over with a stretcher, placed Wilfred on it, and pushed him toward the operating room.

“Old Mr. Sorelle, you must wake up. You haven’t finished building the toy blocks with me…” Floretta sobbed.

Holding her half-built toy blocks, she stared in the direction of the operating room while bawling her eyes out.

Deep down, Angeline knew very well that Wilfred falling unconscious must have been a big shock to Floretta. After all, the little girl was still young.

She gently caressed Floretta’s cheek and wiped the tears rolling down the latter’s face as she warmly comforted, “Sweetheart, don’t cry. Old Mr. Sorelle will be alright.”

Just then, the red light outside the emergency room lit up. Coupled with the utter silence in the atmosphere, Angeline felt even more unsettled.

I’ll never be able to live in peace if Grandpa dies just like this.

After an indeterminate time, a woman’s sharp voice rang out in the corridor.

“D*mn you, Angeline!”

The next moment, Joseline stormed over in high heels. She wore a fierce expression on her face and had an imposing aura surrounding her.

Angeline’s face clouded over at that.

she looked at Joseline and coldly

“Y-You…”

she didn’t hesitate to lift

still have the nerve to say that? You

a hard slap across her cheek. Following the loud smack, she raised her eyes and shot Joseline

staggered several steps back. It took

are you staring

how ridiculous

enunciated those

of Grandpa’s condition? If you hadn’t sent those helpers away, how would his condition

that he fainted!

she spoke. Her finger was visibly trembling, perhaps because of the overwhelming emotions within

about

hospital. On the other hand, you’ve been putting on an act in front of the media, making people think you’re a caring and dutiful granddaughter when in reality,

then, her aura had overpowered the latter, leaving her at a loss for words.

the saying goes, he who never wrongs others

exhaustion written all across Joseline’s face was so apparent despite the heavy makeup she was wearing, and Angeline, who noticed that, figured the former probably had not been leading an easy

kill Wilfred, all that’s left for me to do is wait for Delroy to regain consciousness and testify that

of hatred surfaced in her gaze, and she abruptly

“Go to hell, Angeline.”

Angeline’s back was facing the railings. Without a doubt, the consequences would be dire if she was

“Ahhh!”

eyes as

the wind howling beside her ears grew increasingly deafening. She reached out to grab hold of something but to no avail. All that she heard was

“Angel! Watch out!”

time, a large palm appeared out of nowhere, grabbed her elbow, and

“Angeline, are you okay?”

that was laced with anxiousness