Her Precious Baby

“Absolutely. I could’ve never imagined someone with such an innocent image to pull off a pregnancy out of wedlock behind closed doors.”

“Why haven’t I heard of the child’s father, though? Don’t tell me that woman has stooped to becoming some tycoons’ mistress and bore them an illegitimate child?”

“I think so!”

Upon hearing those remarks, Angeline was thoroughly dumbfounded.

Pregnancy out of wedlock?

That was the most humiliating criticism she had ever received. What made matters worse was that the skeleton she had been keeping in the closet for so many years was exposed just like that right in front of everyone.

“Angeline!”

Nancy flurried right over and dragged Angeline, who was puzzled in place, to a corner out of the public eye.

“What happened exactly? Have you really had a premarital pregnancy?” probed Nancy. A tinge of anxiety crept over her.

After being yelled at, Angeline eventually regained her senses, her face ghastly white.

Realizing that she could no longer keep the secret under her hat, she flashed Nancy a serious visage while pursing her lips and admitting, “Yes.”

The second Nancy verified the truth, she staggered a little, almost losing her balance. “H-Hold on… You’re kidding, right? Why did you keep me in the dark?”

“I’m sorry,” responded Angeline as a wave of guilt washed over her. “I hadn’t debuted when it happened, which is why I had never made a public confession. Besides, it’s not even something proud to be brought to light.”

Listening to those words, Nancy pressed on the wall to support herself as she gradually calmed herself down. Moments later, she voiced, “So, you really had given birth to a child? Who’s the father, then?”

Angeline’s mien turned as grim as death at the mention of the child’s father. Sheer disappointment deluged her as if her heart had plummeted to the ground.

You don’t have to say anything.” Nancy

could tell what was on

Angeline’s dejected look, Nancy could not bring herself to say any more harsh words. All Nancy did was walk up to

the media for a while. I’ll talk to the higher-ups later and have our public relations department suppress the news

Angeline’s ear. “To think that we don’t even know

snort escaped from Angeline’s mouth when she heard that. “The culprit can only be the one who’d benefit the

“You mean Denise?”

one who would pull such a trick. Even so, Angeline had never disclosed her premarital pregnancy to anyone, so it would

by someone else. Joseline must be the one who

after, Nancy and Angeline stepped out together, and the latter decided

she figured that she ought to think of a plan to deal with it rather than grieving over

film crew had ceased filming altogether. Derek and the rest of the team were having a meeting in the lounge. On the other hand, Angeline stood outside the door, pressing her ear against the door and listening to the discussion going on inside. Sadly, Derek and the producer were not on the same page,

door to the lounge was flung open from the inside.

standing here? Did you

she bowed deeply before Derek and the rest of the management team. “I’m truly sorry. Due to my personal affair, I’ve caused the film crew

did not reprimand her. The others, in turn,

left the place, Derek glanced at Angeline with a complicated look in his eyes and piped up, “You’re recommended by Mr. Golding, Angeline. Even if you’re in the wrong, we’ll still do you a favor on account of Mr.

did not offer

first. However, if the news doesn’t die down after three days, we’ll have no choice but to have

Mr. McKenna.” A smile finally touched

that The Journey was one of the biggest productions, every delay in the shooting would spell a massive loss in revenue. Taking that into account, Derek was

sent Angeline home while she herself attended a meeting back at the company to see

for the current state was quite a challenging one for Angeline. On top of that, it was

reached home, she fished out her phone to dial Joseline’s number. Yet, Joseline did not answer after several

as clear as day that Joseline was trying to

Angeline lose herself in an anxiety spiral, constantly looking over her own shoulder. In fact, Joseline had more than just a photo to play

mess. She slumped onto the couch and curled herself into a ball. Embracing the pink rabbit