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.

tears began to well up in her eyes once more. She

tiny hand and anxiously gestured for the girl to

her head, looking even more

over there? Grandpa will be staying inside it from now on. He’s gone to a very beautiful place,

pretty dejected. “Then, will I be able to see him again in the

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

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

he did not utter a word, he was patting their

that he was just as sad as they were and was glad that he was able

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

Angeline back to her senses. She lifted her head and landed her gaze on the man. At once,

“Hello, Mr. Yiurk.”

him. “Actually, Angeline, you don’t have to be

but we’re not

polite yet

eyed the woman, it seemed like he wanted to get something off his chest. Still,

is for 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

it be if not that wife of yours?”

leave a sullen look on Hanson’s face. Outraged, the man went through

to do this? Come with me,

come late with Sebastian and Floretta. Besides, we’re only here to mourn Grandpa, not to be bothered by these cumbersome

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

seems to have changed. He used to be so confident in the past, but now, there’s always some sort

to the sparkling lighting all over the place. Without conscious thought, she curled her lips into a sneer, and

still alive, Joseline had not even bothered to

last, she got what she had been wishing for when Wilfred finally went six feet under, only to pull such a fancy

even bothered to visit Wilfred when he was on his deathbed. The only thing they