The Lucky Wife novel Chapter 1563

Baby Robbie said sorrowfully, “Mommy, the sisters are worried about their future.”

Angeline smiled and said, “I’ve discussed this matter with your dad. All of you will stay with us for the time being. When we return to Imperial Capital, we’ll mobilize all our forces to find your parents for you.”

When the sisters heard her words, there was surprise in their eyes. However, their joy quickly dissipated when Sis Eight said, “My father and mother died in a car accident. I don’t have any more relatives.”

Angeline walked toward Dahlia, took her hand, and comforted her lovingly. “Then, are you willing to stay by my side and be my daughter?”

Dahlia raised her eyes, utterly awestruck. Tears rolled down her cheeks. “Are you really willing to take me in?”

The other girls looked at Dahlia with envy. They had been chatting more with Baby Robbie these days and learned from him that Angeline was a reasonable, gentle, and kind-hearted mom. They were pretty jealous of Baby Robbie and Jenson for having such a great mother.

In their subconscious minds, Angeline had become the mother they all wished they had.

Angeline gently stroked Dahlia’s head and nodded. “I’ll never leave you guys alone to fend for yourselves. If some of you can’t get in touch with your relatives, then I’ll continue to support you. However…”

After a slight pause, her tender voice grew stern.

The girls grew nervous as they looked at Angeline. They feared they were not able to meet her requirements.

Angeline’s gaze swept across everyone’s faces, and she said, “You have to listen to me. And you’ll have to place your old identities behind you completely. Forget about the fact that you’ve killed people and live a normal life. I want to send you guys off to school to live a carefree life like other children.”

The sisters looked at each other and then suddenly burst into cheers.

“Mom!” Dahlia suddenly shoved herself into Angeline’s arms and cried tears of joy.

“You’ll be our mom from now on.”

“Yeah!” All sorts of feelings were also welling up in Angeline’s heart. These children were longing for maternal love.

The ward was promptly surrounded with bright, youthful sparks. It was as if the dried-up grass had come across a new pond and sprouted fresh greenery.