Her Precious Baby

Angeline suddenly remembered something essential and exclaimed, “Oh, I almost forgot! I found the child who went missing back then.”

“What?” Surprise flashed across Wilfred’s eyes, and his hands started trembling.

Angeline turned over her shoulder to gaze at Sebastian, who was hiding behind her. She gave him a smile and gestured for him to come over.

“Don’t be afraid. Come, say hello to your great-grandpa.”

Sebastian stared at her for a moment before slowly walking over to her.

Under Angeline’s encouraging look, Sebastian stretched out a finger to touch Wilfred’s palm.

“Hmm?” Wilfred was baffled.

Angeline hung her head in defeat. “When I found Sebastian, he had been severely abused by his foster parents and was diagnosed with severe autism. Despite my best efforts, he has yet to utter a single word.”

“Oh, I see.” Wilfred exhaled sharply. “The most important thing is that you found him. Make sure to hire the best doctors to treat him, and don’t give up hope.” His voice was full of anguish.

“I know, Grandpa. Don’t worry.”

Wilfred hesitated, taking a moment to gather his thoughts. Eventually, he began to speak. “There’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you, but I was afraid it would make you hate me. However, I feel that it’s important for me to remind you of it.”

Angeline understood the underlying message in Wilfred’s words and glanced over at Floretta. “Floretta, please bring Sebastian out and wait for me. Do not leave my line of sight or wander off.”

“Okay. Don’t worry, Angel!” Floretta nodded profusely and led Sebastian out of the ward.

As she watched the two of them leave, Angeline couldn’t help but notice how much more relaxed Sebastian seemed when he was with Floretta.

Floretta, and no one, including Angeline, could

of the ward, Angeline got up to pour another cup of warm water for Wilfred. She slowly fed him all

coughing. He wiped off the water on his lips and chuckled. His voice

child. I didn’t see him earlier, but

naturally, he takes after me. His eyes look a little like

spark of hope appeared in his eyes. His smile broadened as if he was picturing Sebastian in

said, still smiling. “I hope he has my nose, though. Your

“Grandpa, you’re handsome.”

a towel from the table to wipe the sweat off his face. She felt a deep pang of sorrow for him. “Why don’t you

had only spoken for a short time, but it seemed to have

and panted. “Let me finish what I want to say. I’m afraid I won’t wake up

no

finally found your son. That way, I can rest easier. You wouldn’t have lost him

eyes as she fought back the urge to

doing. It had nothing to

glad you don’t

her

he asked,

“How do you know?”

me with the nurse, and we

answer. A complicated look flashed across her

had said that to ease Wilfred’s worries, as they

responded, “Yes, Grandpa. Evander

this sooner?” Wilfred’s voice was filled with joy. It was clear he was happy for her. “Evander is a capable man. I used to be worried that you couldn’t handle him, but after