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 fell into his warm arms. Her eyes were bloodshot when she looked at

need your

she was a little too drunk, for her words of anger

without giving her a chance to struggle anymore,

send Angeline back to the hotel first,” Evander

dumbfounded by

“I’m not going to—”

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

his mind? There are already rumors about us being in a

hotel. Before she could come back to her senses, she was

“Ow, that hurts…”

still

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

a long

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

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

that. Did you just say I have no self-control?

boosted her courage, and the aggrieved feelings in

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

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 as high and mighty as you, so I’m keeping my distance now. What else do you want from

angry outburst, but the irritation in him only

you should be

said that, he gripped Angeline’s chin and leaned

pain was so 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

“Why are you crying?”

from the sight

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

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

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

scent of alcohol in the car was strong. Even her mind felt

did not know why the

Honk—

then, the sounds of car honking

and stopped Evander’s wandering hands. After shoving him away, she slapped him,