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.

next instance, a large hand steadily held her thin waist, and Angeline fell into his

don’t need

but perhaps she was a little too drunk, for her words of anger sounded more like she

her a chance to struggle anymore, he aggressively wrapped his arms around

send Angeline back to the hotel first,”

dumbfounded by Evander’s actions, but none dared to

“I’m not going to—”

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

already rumors about us being in a relationship, and won’t his actions tonight affirm those

she could

“Ow, that hurts…”

you still

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

a long

single. Also, this is

words made Evander’s expression darken even further. “Do you not know how to have

say I have no self-control? What kind of person do you think

boosted her courage, and

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

that, the sadness Angeline had been 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

from her angry outburst, but the

this the way you should be speaking

gripped Angeline’s chin and leaned closer

great that Angeline could not speak. Her back was pressed hard against the seat, and she dared not move at all. By then, hot tears had welled up in her

“Why are you crying?”

his heart hurting from the sight of the

tears at all? I resent her, but I can’t bring myself to keep attacking her anymore. All I want is to

a pair of

chest to push him away, the man pried her

flushed bright red. The scent of alcohol in

know why the kiss somehow

Honk—

sounds of car

snapped back to her senses and stopped Evander’s wandering hands. After shoving him away, she slapped him, her embarrassment having turned