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.

don’t have to say anything.” Nancy hushed

been in charge of Angeline for so many years, she could tell what was on Angeline’s mind solely by reading the expression on

herself to say any more harsh words.

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

she spoke beside Angeline’s ear. “To think that we don’t even know who leaked this to the public! D*mn

can only be the one who’d benefit the most from

“You mean Denise?”

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

tipped off by someone else. Joseline must be the one who ratted on me! Who

Angeline stepped out together, and the latter decided to apologize to Derek and the management

that she ought to think of a plan to deal with it rather

the team were having a meeting in the lounge. On the other hand, Angeline stood outside the door, pressing her ear against the

lounge was flung open from the inside. Derek jumped in fright upon catching sight of Angeline right outside the

standing here? Did you

solemn as 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 a huge loss. I’ll do whatever

reprimand her. The others, in turn, merely

Angeline with a complicated look in his eyes and piped up, “You’re recommended by Mr. Golding, Angeline. Even

did not offer

during the meeting where we’ll be postponing your schedule first. However, if the news doesn’t die down after three days, we’ll have no choice but to have you replaced,” added Derek, wearing

McKenna.” A smile

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 already kind enough in

attended a meeting back

Angeline. On top of that, it was not appropriate for her to make an appearance at the company, not

phone to dial Joseline’s number. Yet, Joseline did not answer after

clear as day that Joseline was

anxiety spiral, constantly looking over her own shoulder. In fact, Joseline had more than just a photo to play as her trump

She slumped onto the couch and curled herself into a ball. Embracing the pink rabbit pillow on the couch, she buried her