Her Precious Baby

The door to Evander’s room was half open.

Angeline lifted her hand and knocked on the door. When no one answered, she pushed the door wide open and entered the room.

The interior of the room was of a minimalistic style with a gray color scheme. Apart from a few necessary pieces of furniture, the room wasn’t furnished or decorated with anything else.

Angeline looked around the room, and her gaze eventually landed on the bed. Then, she saw a figure standing in front of the window from the corner of her eye.

She gasped sharply and quickly covered her eyes. “Ahh! You scoundrel!”

Evander, who was about to throw on an undershirt, paused when he heard Angeline’s scream. When he saw her panicking, he pulled the shirt over his head with a slight smirk playing on his lips.

“Why are you screaming?” he asked in a husky voice.

Angeline had her back to him, her face burning from embarrassment. “W-Why didn’t you c-close the door when y-you were c-changing?” she stammered incoherently.

She heard Evander’s soft footsteps against the carpet as he walked toward her slowly.

His cold yet teasing voice was right next to her ear. “I don’t think I need permission from you when I want to change my clothes. In addition, you were the one who barged into my room. Were you trying to do something to me?”

Angeline was rendered speechless.

I can’t believe he just twisted the truth so blatantly!

Angeline’s ears were tinged pink with embarrassment. “Please don’t get me wrong, Mr. Golding. I don’t harbor any special feelings toward you at all.”

For some reason, when Evander heard her words, anger bubbled within him and instantly burst into raging flames.

He looked at her with an icy glint in his eyes. “That’s good, then.”

grabbed the blazer that was hanging on the chair

on your way to work.” Angeline followed after him, shoved the bag into his hands, and backed away several steps to keep some distance from

plague, he got even more enraged. He grabbed her arm and yanked

back to her senses. Yelping in surprise,

in a cold voice, “You say you don’t have any special feelings for me, but you prepared breakfast for me. Are you playing

shock. “I just

you can gain my attention by pulling tricks,

was the extreme pain coming from her chin, which was almost crushed by his grip. At that

to misunderstand me, I

and loosened his grip on her chin. Why did I get

the opportunity to push him

somehow felt dejected. Subsequently, his gaze fell upon the lunchbox that was packed full of delicious food, and it was

room, closed the door, and leaned

a long time to calm down. However, the fury in her heart had yet to be extinguished, and she

have to find another place and move out as

When she pulled it out, she saw that it was a call from Wilfred and let

calls me on a normal day, but here comes his call when I’m currently in a crisis. His intention is

answer button and put the phone a little distance away from

traveling from the other end of the

to the house

out, he went into a coughing fit. It seemed that his

his beloved

she could say anything, Wilfred ended the

putting her hand down. A frosty look

of me as his granddaughter. He’s just summoning me back home to ridicule me. I wouldn’t go back at

remembered that her parents had transferred the ownership of a mansion in Willowbank to her while they

had left the Sorelle residence in disgrace back then, so she forgot to take the title deed with