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.

and Angeline fell into his warm arms. Her eyes were bloodshot

don’t need

she was a little too drunk, for her words of anger sounded more like she wanted his

a chance to struggle anymore, he aggressively

I’ll send Angeline back to the hotel first,”

and the actors were all dumbfounded by Evander’s actions, but

“I’m not going to—”

forced back down her throat. Evander then took her bag from the chair and dragged

rumors about us being in a relationship, and won’t

could come back to her senses, she was thrown in the

“Ow, that hurts…”

you still

one of her fidgeting hands. “Weren’t you enjoying yourself when you were

tightened Angeline’s throat. After a long while,

I’m single. Also, this is after work hours.

darken even further. “Do you not know how to have some self-control

you just say I have no self-control?

alcohol running in her veins boosted her courage, and the aggrieved feelings

apologized, but he’s also the one who’s making it seem

feeling for hours rose to her throat, and she snapped, “Mr. Golding, I don’t think my matters require your concern. You were the one who stopped me from interacting with Floretta. I have no right to be around someone as high and mighty as you, so I’m keeping my distance now. What else

but the irritation in him only turned

this the way you should be

that, he gripped Angeline’s chin and leaned

back was pressed hard against the seat, and she dared not move at all.

“Why are you crying?”

his heart hurting from the sight

I bear to see Angeline’s tears at all? I resent her, but I can’t bring myself to keep attacking

by a pair of cold

as she placed her hands on the man’s chest to push him away, the man pried her mouth

scent of alcohol in

why the kiss somehow made her

Honk—

of car honking came

her senses and stopped Evander’s wandering hands. After