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

emotions, she smashed some of the vases in her

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

reminded her, “Olivine, you can’t keep hiding in your room in anger. Come out and have some food. You’ve barely eaten the entire

roared

fall down when she couldn’t see where she was going. The food she was carrying dropped to

“Ouch, it hurts!”

you

when he saw his mother was hurt. Just as

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

down on the sofa with a solemn expression,

Do you want me

onto the couch and was shooting Ruth

“I’m fine.”

hair a tousle while scanning the surroundings. When she saw that no one was around, she warily reminded him, “Mark, you must remember that now isn’t the time to offend your aunt. She holds twenty percent

redden in anger before he planted his hands on his

say that, but for how long more

hearing his question, a crafty look

to take over the shares from

exhaustion descended upon her.

is a piece of trash. He barely has any progress to show despite scheming for such a long time, causing both of

Angeline. She’s not worthy of him!

upstairs, Olivine, who was having another emotional breakdown, began smashing

snorted in resentment, a deep frown marring

does is vent her frustrations at

Mark gave his mother an innocent look, he was smart enough

is throwing a tantrum and venting her anger on us because she has