Her Precious Baby

Seeing that, Angeline felt relieved. She gradually closed her eyes, and before her consciousness ebbed away, she could hear a man’s anxious voice. “Angeline!”

When Angeline came to, all she saw were white walls surrounding her. She was in a quiet space with the only noise being the sound of dripping liquid.

Angeline groaned upon feeling a sharp pain in her waist while she tried moving her body.

“Angeline, you’re awake?” Nancy, who fell asleep at her bedside, was awakened by Angeline’s groan. With a surprised look, she reached out to caress the other woman’s forehead, her voice laced with joy.

“Thank goodness the fever finally subsided.” Nancy heaved a sigh of relief.

“What’s going on? I had a fever?” Angeline muttered in confusion, her voice hoarse from the dehydration.

Nancy was taken aback when she saw the puzzled look on Angeline’s face.

She held Angeline’s shoulders and shook her, trying to help her remember. “Angeline, please don’t scare me. Did you forget that you were trapped in the fire? Can you remember being rescued by Mr. Golding?”

Growing nauseous from Nancy’s movement, Angeline pushed the other woman away and sighed.

“Calm down. I would’ve been a lot more flustered if I had lost my memory. I’m just curious about why I had a fever.”

“You scared me to death!” Nancy patted her chest and sat back down before she began peeling an apple.

“What do you think could have caused your fever? The doctor said you were traumatized after being trapped in the fire, resulting in a fever. You’ve been unconscious for the whole day.”

“What? That long?” exclaimed Angeline.

I’ve wasted so much time!

her brows. She asked solemnly, “How are Evander and the child?

she heard Angeline’s question. She then looked at Angeline grimly. “Mr. Golding sustained an injury on his arm. He was hit by a falling wooden plank while carrying you and the child out of the

hearing that, Angeline’s face turned pale immediately. She lifted the blanket and wanted to rush out of the ward. “How did this happen? Tell me which ward he is in. I want to see him

her from going anywhere. “Calm down. Look at yourself! You should be resting in bed. Don’t worry about Mr. Golding. His

of relief. She could never forgive herself if anything

you saved doesn’t seem to be in good

best to calm her rapidly beating heart, she said, “What do you mean?

should be sent to hell. The child’s skin is in poor condition, and his organs are damaged too. The doctor mentioned that you need to sign a notice of critical condition when the need

Despite already bracing herself for the worst, Angeline still

If only I’d rescued him earlier, none of these

Jonathan and chose to wait for the best opportunity to act. A person’s life

her lip and removed the infusion tube attached

was determined to

stop

only wait outside upon arrival, for the doctor was tending to the child in the ward. Angeline looked

probably due to malnutrition, but he had sharp facial features, and there were various scars on

so young and ignorant of the ways of the world. Why does he have to suffer

thought in mind, Angeline

room. She hurriedly stumbled over and queried anxiously, “Doctor, how is the

issue. What’s tricky is the cleansing of his internal organs. After the initial examination,

sigh. “What a poor child. I can’t imagine the trauma and

Unable to bear the bad

her and said anxiously,

our best to treat the child. There’s still a huge