Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self (Angela and Joseph) novel Chapter 17

Chapter 17 Save The Kid 

Selene examined Angela from head to toe. At that moment, several female students approached, paid. 

ir bills, and left. Wanting to make a good impression, Angela grabbed a nearby rag and quickly cleaned up the melon seed shells on the table. 

“De you have experience with this?” Selene asked. 

Angela shook her head but added, “I can learn. I have a knack for learning and can pick things up quickly. Just give me a day to adapt.” 

Selene hesitated. She had come up with some new products, and business had been good in the past few months. She also had a child to take care of and was too busy, so she wanted to find a part–time worker. 

Although the girl spoke sincerely when applying for a job, people always say nice things, don’t they? 

She still wanted to find someone experienced… 

Before she could finish her thoughts, there was a sudden loud noise behind her, as if someone had fallen and knocked over the bowls and chopsticks on the small table, creating a clattering sound. Selene turned around abruptly, her expression changing drastically, and she hurriedly ran over, her face turning pale. 

The little boy seemed to be choking, his face turning red, and he was lying on the ground kicking his legs. The small table was knocked over. 

Selene was at a loss, trying to pry open her son’s mouth to remove the object, but it was deeply lodged, and the child was struggling in panic, making it impossible for Selene to do anything. She was so anxious that she almost cried, “Ron, listen to me, don’t move around…” 

Angela quickly rushed over, pushed Selene aside, and sternly shouted, “You can’t do it like this. If you reach in, it’s even easier to push the foreign object further in.” 

“What should we do then… 

“I’ll do it,” Angela said calmly. 

With swift movements, Angela picked up the child from behind and performed the Heimlich maneuver. Then she bent her index finger, middle finger, ring finger, and thumb, placed them on the child’s abdomen, and pressed down forcefully. 

Once, twice, repeatedly pushing upwards in a rhythmic manner. 

After a few attempts, a glass marble suddenly shot out from the throat. 

The boy, who was about five or six years old and quite heavy, was finally relieved. Angela realized that she was sweating after dealing with the situation. 

The frightened child clung to Selene and burst into tears, his face turning red, gasping for breath. Selene’s eyes also turned red, and she quickly comforted the child. After a while, the child cried himself to exhaustion and fell asleep. Selene gently put him down and looked gratefully at Angela. Thank you so much, young lady. If it weren’t for you…” Selene choked up, then forced a smile. “You’re here for a part- time job, right? You’re hired!/Here’s the deal: whenever you have time, come and help me. We have more customers at night, so if you don’t have classes, come and give me a hand. We usually close at eight, and as 

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TUES for the salary, we’ll calculate it by the hour. Once you start working, I’ll keep track of your hours and pay you accordingly.” 

Although it was because she saved the child, Angela was still very happy! She immediately nodded and said, “When can I start working?” 

Selene thought for a moment and said, “If possible, how about tomorrow?” 

Angela had no problem with that; the sooner she could start working, the better. With the part–time job settled, Angela prepared to leave in a pleasant mood, but suddenly, a chubby little hand grabbed onto her clothes. 

The sleeping child had woken up. The little one held a lollipop in his hand and held it up high, handing it to Angela. He said softly, “Lady, thank you. Have the lollipop.” 

His voice was soft and tender, sounding like a little baby. He looked small and delicate, especially cute. But because he had cried intensely, he still seemed a bit weak. 

Unable to resist, Angela gently pinched the chubby little face of the boy and then crouched down, saying. “Be more careful in the future. Look, even your mother was scared and cried. As a young man, you can’t let girls cry.” 

The boy, Ron, nodded earnestly. “Ron understands!”