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

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

the plague, he got even more enraged.

to snap back to her senses. Yelping in surprise,

he said in a cold voice, “You say you don’t have any special feelings for me,

overthinking it, Mr. Golding.” Angeline frowned as she stared back at him with shock. “I just feel bad because

my attention by pulling tricks, here’s some

was deathly pale, and all she felt was the extreme pain coming from her chin, which was almost crushed by his grip. At that instance, her

to misunderstand me, I

her chin. Why

opportunity to push him away and dashed out of his

room in a panic, he somehow felt dejected. Subsequently, his gaze fell upon the lunchbox that was packed full of delicious food, and it was a long while before

closed the door, and leaned against

her heart had yet to be extinguished, and she gritted

I have to find another place and move out as soon as

pulled it out, she saw that

his call when I’m currently in a crisis.

answer button and put the phone a little

Wilfred’s hoarse voice traveling from the other end of the line when she was fully prepared

house before noon

went into a coughing fit. It seemed that his

her brows. What’s going on? Is his beloved granddaughter Joseline not taking

say anything,

grip on the phone before slowly putting her hand down. A frosty look surfaced in her

was I hoping for? He has never thought of me as his granddaughter. He’s just summoning me back home to ridicule me. I

ownership of a mansion in Willowbank to her while they were still

Sorelle residence in disgrace back then, so she forgot to take the