Her Precious Baby

“Are you afraid, Ms. Sorelle?” came Evander’s teasing voice.

Upon turning her head and seeing his icy gaze, Angeline fumed. In the end, she gritted out, “Who’s afraid? I’ll drink it!”

Isn’t it just a drink? Who’s afraid now?

At that, she stood up and grabbed a glass from the table before turning toward Evander.

“Mr. Golding, a glass for you. Thank you for your care all this while. It’ll be great if I get to work with you again.”

Only Evander could understand the sarcasm in Angeline’s words.

Evander raised his glass as well. Yet, at that moment, Angeline leaned forward to wrap her arm around his neck and held the glass behind him.

“Wow!” the crowd cheered.

When Evander smelled the pungent scent of alcohol wafting off her, he frowned and said, “Drink lesser.”

His words made tears well up in his eyes, and a self-deprecating curl appeared on her lips.

“Mr. Golding, you’re so sweet with your fiancée, but you still have the heart to care about others?”

Evander’s furrowed brows relaxed when he heard Angeline’s response. Even his lips curled.

He finally figured out why Angeline had a scowl the entire night. When he thought about the flask in the trash can, a knot that had been in Evander’s mind came undone.

Meanwhile, Angeline downed the wine and sat back on her seat before angrily wiping the remnant wine off the corner of her lips.

Seriously?

Why did I have to say those things earlier? What does Evander’s matter have anything to do with me?

After that, Angeline seemed to have gotten a streak of bad luck. She kept losing in the game, but she learned her lesson. She would rather drink than take another dare.

A few glasses of wine later, Angeline began to find the world spinning around her. She even stumbled when she rose to her feet.

“You’ve had one glass too many,” came the familiar voice by her ear.

a large hand steadily held her thin waist, and Angeline

need

a little too drunk, for

again, and without giving her a chance to struggle anymore, he aggressively wrapped

back to the hotel first,”

by Evander’s actions, but

“I’m not going to—”

her throat. Evander then took her

he out of his mind? There are already rumors about us

half-towed out of the hotel. Before she could come back to her senses, she was thrown in the

“Ow, that hurts…”

you still feel pain,

he hunched over his towering figure and grabbed one of

questioning tone tightened Angeline’s throat. After a long while,

my freedom even since I’m single. Also, this is after

“Do you not know how to have some self-control

when she heard that. Did you just say I have no self-control? What kind of person do

in her veins boosted her courage, and the

and apologized, but he’s also the one who’s making it seem like those things never happened. What in the world is he trying

require your concern. You were the one who stopped me from interacting with Floretta. I have no right to be

angry outburst, but

this the way you should be speaking to

that, he gripped Angeline’s

could not speak. Her back was pressed hard against the seat, and she dared not move at all. By then, hot tears

“Why are you crying?”

his heart hurting from the sight

I can’t bring myself to keep attacking her anymore. All I want

a pair of cold lips. Her eyes widened, and she stared at his face in

hands on the man’s chest to push him away, the man pried her mouth open,

in

know why the

Honk—

then, the sounds of car honking came from

and stopped Evander’s wandering hands. After shoving him away, she slapped him, her embarrassment having turned into