Chapter 248


    Angeline regretted attending the court proceeding. I should have stayed home to look after Sebastian


    since he was not feeling well and left everything to thewyer.


    She knew how agitated Sebastian would be when he saw his drunkard father because he grew up


    being abused by that man.


    “Angeline!” A series of rapid footsteps echoed in the corridor. Roger ran toward Angeline with Nancy


    and Floretta.


    Nancy''s hair was a mess. She seemed to have bawled her eyes out a while ago. as her bloodshot,


    teaiy eyes looked swollen.


    “I''m so sony. Sebastian ran away when I left to buy him an ice cream. It''s all my fault. I didn''t take good


    care of him...” Nancy lowered her head to express her remorse.


    She knew Angeline cared deeply for Sebastian and was willing to sacrifice her career in the film


    industry for the sake of that boy.


    Angeline''s eyes darkened as she shook her head. She responded absent-mindedly, “I knew this would


    happen. If anything bad happens to Sebastian, I...”


    She could not finish the sentence as words were caught in her throat.


    “Don''t say that. Angeline. Go ahead and p me if that can appease you.” Nancy''s anxiety grew.


    Seeing how lifeless Angeline was sent a chill down Nancy''s spine.


    She was scared that this would be thest straw that broke the camel''s back. I''ll me myself for the


    rest of my life if Angeline falls into despair because of this.


    Angeline sat stoically on a chair in the corridor.


    Roger felt he needed to do something. He pulled Nancy to his side and sighed. “We can''t me Nancy


    alone. All of us are responsible for Sebastian''s disappearance. Nancy literally looked through every


    comer of the amusement park to find him when she found out he was missing. You can''t me her.”


    “That''s enough.” Angeline choked out. She covered her face with her hands. “This has nothing to do


    with all of you. I shouldn''t have taken Sebastian out...”


    Roger knitted his brows, as he knew he had failed to calm her down. In fact, his words had made her


    feel even more guilty.


    Before Roger could continue to console her, Evander patted liis shoulder to stop him from trying.


    Compared to the others around Angeline, Evander seemed to be exceptionally calm. “It''s not the time


    to point fingers at anyone, and we shouldn''t cause a scene in the hospital. Let''s keep our voices low.”


    After exchanging nces with Evander. Roger instantly zipped his mouth.


    Floretta, who was standing behind Nancy, tilted her head and took a sidelong nce at the adults, not


    knowing what to do.


    She ran up to Angeline, embraced her, and gave her a piteous look. “Cheer up, Angel. Sebastian will


    be fine. I''m sure he''ll wake up in no time.”


    Tears started rolling down Angeline''s cheeks.


    She reached out, gave the girl a tight hug, and refused to let her go as if she was clinging to a float.


    Time passed by slowly. Sebastian''s surgery, which began at four in the afternoon, went on for another


    nine hours.


    Batches of surgeons dashed in and out of the operating theater, and all of them had grim expressions


    on their faces.


    All of a sudden, a lightning bolt struck across the sky and torrential rain ensued.


    The night was almost enveloped in total darkness.


    Everyone put their work aside to apany Angeline. They all hoped to hear good news about


    Sebastian.


    Angeline, looking as pale as a ghost, was especially in bad shape since she had not consumed


    anything at all.


    Everyone was worried that she might copse even before the surgery ended.


    For the fifth time, Nancy approached her with a bowl of chicken soup and expressed her concern.


    “Angeline. you should eat something to warm your stomach, or at least talk to us. We''re really worried


    about you.”


    Yet. Angeline continued giving them the cold shoulder. She curled her legs up and rested her chin on


    her knees, looking disconste.


    Evander. who had just returned from a cigarette break with Roger, noticed how anxious Nancy was. He


    knew7 Nancy did not know7 what else she could do to make Angeline feel better.


    After patting the cigarette scent off his coat, he walked up to Nancy, took over the chicken soup, and


    squatted in front of Angeline.


    While stirring the hot chicken soup with a spoon, he asked, “How7 much longer do you n on ignoring


    all of us?”


    Evander''s tone sounded calm, like a ship that sailed steadily on a stormy sea. “If Sebastian doesn''t


    wake up. do you n on abstaining from food and drinks for the rest of your life? What if you fall sick


    when he regains consciousness?”


    He gradually scooped a spoonful of soup from the bowl and ced it next to Angeline''s mouth.


    She lifted her eyes and looked at Evander but did not give him any other responses.


    Evander seemed to have anticipated her reaction. After carefully blowing on the soup to cool it off, he


    said, “Angeline, Sebastian is your son, so you must look after him. If you fall ill, who else will look after


    him when he wakes up? To me, a mother who doesn''t take good care of herself is an irresponsible


    mother.”


    He uttered those w7ords in a gentle voice, yet every w7ord he said carried weight


    Angeline clenched her fists. Her eyes glinted after she heard what he said. She muttered. “You''re right.


    I must stay strong for Sebastian. I need to look after him when hees around...”


    She opened her mouth and took a sip of the chicken soup.


    At first, she choked on the liquid dish, but after pulling herself together, she swallowed it dutifully.


    Evander patiently fed her one spoon after another. In just a few’ minutes, she emptied the entire bowl


    of soup.


    It was a weight off Roger''s and Nancy''s shoulders w7hen Angeline finally ate something. They were


    also relieved to see her cheeks turn rosy again.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    Another four hours w7ent by in the blink of an eye wdiile everyone was waiting outside like cats on a


    hot tin roof. When the operating theater door was finally opened, a surgeon walked out.


    Angeline''s eyes lit up when she saw7 the surgeon from a distance. After steadying herself, she ran


    tow7ard him, held liis hands, and asked desperately. “How''s the boy? Is he all right?”


    Upon noticing the exhausted look on her face, the surgeon patted her hand andforted her, “Ms.


    Sorelie. the child is no longer in danger. We''ll transfer him to a regr wardter, so don''t worry. I must


    say, he''s a lucky boy.”