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.

hand steadily held her thin waist, and Angeline fell into his warm arms. Her eyes were bloodshot

need your

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

giving her a chance

I’ll send Angeline back to the hotel

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

“I’m not going to—”

were forced back down her throat. Evander then took her bag from the

of his mind? There are already rumors about us

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

“Ow, that hurts…”

you still feel

frigid as he hunched over his towering figure and grabbed one of her fidgeting hands. “Weren’t you enjoying yourself when you were

After a long while, she finally found her voice

Also, this is after work hours.

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

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

her courage, and the aggrieved

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

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

from her angry outburst, but the

the way you should be speaking

gripped Angeline’s chin and leaned closer

could not speak. Her back was pressed hard against the seat, and she dared not move

“Why are you crying?”

heart hurting from the sight of the

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

becoming laborious. All of a sudden, her lips were sealed by a pair of cold lips. Her eyes widened, and

to push him away, the man pried her mouth open, invaded her senses, and cut off the noises

suddenly Angeline’s face flushed bright red. The scent of alcohol in the car was strong. Even her

know why the kiss somehow

Honk—

of car honking came

After shoving him away, she slapped him, her embarrassment having turned into