Her Precious Baby

Despite an anxious furrow of her brows, Angeline didn’t dare wake Sebastian up due to his heart problems. All she could do was gently pat him and calm him down with words.

“Good boy, Sebastian. Don’t be afraid. Mommy’s here. No one will bully you…”

After she coaxed him for more than ten minutes, Sebastian finally stopped screaming. Instead, he curled himself into Angeline’s arms like a baby seeking the comfort of his mother’s embrace.

His subconscious gesture and the trail of tears on his face melted Angeline’s heart.

He has suffered so much, including going through more than what an ordinary person can bear. It’s clear that moving on from the past will still be an uphill challenge.

Ding!

At that moment, the phone which she left on the pillow rang. Upon picking it up, she realized it was a message from the lawyer.

It read: Ms. Sorelle, a date has been set for the alcoholic father’s trial. It will be on next Wednesday. I’ll do my best to help you secure custody of Sebastian.

The update delighted Angeline. Finally, some good news.

With her hands trembling after getting all worked up, she replied: Thank you. I’ll pay you any amount as long as we win the case.

Once the matter went to court, Sebastian’s guardianship would be transferred to her. The former would also be able to sever ties with his terrible family.

Furthermore, the transfer would enable her to take Sebastian overseas to be treated.

Holding that thought, Angeline felt the pain she carried in recent days gradually fade away.

With their days taking a positive turn, she endeavored to make more money so that she could provide Sebastian with a better life.

Meanwhile, after Evander led Angeline away during the product event, their relationship was revealed to the public, causing quite a stir.

When news of it traveled to Olivine’s ears, she shut herself at home, her temper growing increasingly worse.

It’s all

smashed some

Ruth Chandler, Olivine’s sister-in-law, was standing at the door with some food in her

in anger. Come out and have some food. You’ve

I don’t want to eat anything!” Olivine roared as she hurled a pillow out of the

when she couldn’t

“Ouch, it hurts!”

you

over from behind the wall when he saw his mother was hurt. Just as he was about to say something, Ruth preempted him by shushing him with

carefully led Mark downstairs. Once they arrived in the living room, she instructed

sofa with a solemn expression, her eyes brimming

did you hurt yourself? Do you want me to blow on it for

the couch and was shooting Ruth a

“I’m fine.”

that no one was around, she warily reminded him, “Mark, you must remember that now isn’t the

caused Mark’s face to redden in anger before he

for how long more

a crafty look replaced

to take over

had she spoken than a sense of exhaustion descended upon her. Hence, she leaned back against the couch and massaged

show despite scheming

with Angeline.

emotional breakdown, began smashing the things in

simply snorted in resentment, a deep frown marring her

is vent her frustrations at

his mother an innocent look, he was

a tantrum and venting her anger on us because she has been