Her Precious Baby

A humble grin spread across Joseline’s face as she lay in Hanson’s embrace.

“This is the least I can do for Grandpa. I only hope he can rest in peace.”

That had always been her forte—to put on a filial act so flawlessly when the situation called for it.

Nevertheless, Angeline was not even mentioned throughout their entire exchange.

As Hanson watched Joseline’s pretentious behavior, a wave of disgust assailed his heart. “I’ll head over there to help out. You can keep our relatives company.

“Sure.”

With a smile playing on her lips, Joseline wore her usual look of a considerate wife as she suggested, “Hanson, you must be tired after helping me for so long. Why don’t you go rest up for a bit in the lounge first? I’ve got this covered.”

“Mm.”

Hanson shot the woman a meaningful glance and could not help scoffing inwardly.

Joseline must’ve spent a lot of effort to get her hands on Sorelle Group. To think that she’d hold such a grand funeral for her grandpa—she must be desperate to show the world how dutiful she is.

At the thought of that, Hanson unwittingly caught a glimpse of Angeline not far away among the crowd. There the woman was, holding the hands of a boy and a girl on each side, seemingly trying to keep a low profile.

Hanson could not help but feel sorry. He then paced steadily toward Angeline.

At that point in time, Angeline was in a dilemma after hearing Floretta’s bizarre question.

“Look, Angel, that’s Old Mr. Sorelle’s photo right there. But why haven’t I seen him anywhere? We’re celebrating his birthday, are we not? Why’s everyone crying?”

Floretta looked up at Angeline, her big, round eyes shining with puzzlement.

Angeline listened to the little girl’s words, tears began to well up in her eyes once more. She turned

hastily grabbed Floretta’s tiny hand and anxiously gestured for the girl

latter merely tilted her head, looking even more curious than ever.

girl, “It’s not that, Floretta. Do you see the crystal coffin over there? Grandpa will be staying inside it from now on. He’s gone to a

will I be able to see him again in

to visit all of us,” comforted Angeline gently, but she was all choked up deep

not have the heart to tell Floretta the hard truth, so she said those words to

a sudden, Sebastian reached out to hug both of them. Even though he did not utter a word, he was patting their shoulders very

they were and was glad that he

male voice rang out. “Why didn’t you guys come over to the

voice brought Angeline back to her senses. She lifted her head and landed

“Hello, Mr. Yiurk.”

way Angeline addressed him. “Actually, Angeline, you don’t have to be so formal

we’re not that

was polite yet distant at the

like he wanted to get something off his chest.

guests. Family members are to be gathered in front. You’re also one of the granddaughters, so you shouldn’t be sitting here. Was this Joseline’s

else would it be if not that

look on Hanson’s face. Outraged, the man went

have to do

all. “I did come late with Sebastian and Floretta. Besides, we’re only here to mourn Grandpa, not to be

struck Hanson with guilt. Helpless, he apologized, “I’m sorry that you had to go through

changed. He used to be so confident in the

the place.

still alive, Joseline had not even bothered to

went six feet under,

had never been close to Wilfred. They had not even bothered to visit Wilfred when he was on his deathbed. The