Her Precious Baby

Then, he made his way to the bed gingerly to pull the blanket over Floretta and close the book Angeline left open on her waist.

For a long time, he stared at Angeline’s features until his cold gaze turned complicated.

To him, there were times when Angeline was like a prickly cat that, although detestable, had a certain charm that never failed to captivate him.

Evander lowered his head, locking his gaze on her lips. His Adam’s apple bobbed subconsciously as a gush of heat rushed through his body as he looked at her irresistibly fair and exquisite collarbones exposed under the blanket.

His eyes darkened, and he leaned down toward her but recalling how Angeline had slapped him in the car last time, Evander subdued the burning urge within his body.

Evander felt his heart was a mess. His deep and quiet gaze showed that he had never experienced something like that before, yet he knew deep down that he had fallen for her.

It was then that he realized that her attraction toward him was way stronger than his suspicion toward her.

It’s okay. There is still a long way to go. Thinking, he took another intent look at the sleeping woman, and his eyes became gentle.

Then, he got up from the bed and left.

Over at the corridor, Jacob had just opened his door and was walking toward the living room with his tired eyes half-opened.

He had gotten up to look for food, for he had barely had anything during dinner since he was busy keeping Floretta entertained.

Yawning and stretching, he walked down the dimly-lit corridor, but as he looked up, he caught a glimpse of Evander not far away.

Wait. Did he just come out of Angeline’s room? Is he here in Summerbank?

Jacob was instantly shaken awake. He blinked his eyes hard, but silence had resumed in the corridor, and Evander was already nowhere to be seen.

“This is weird,” he mumbled, darting his confused gaze down the corridor. Am I seeing things because I’m not fully awake?

for a buffet breakfast. She was feeling recharged and

the person he saw in the corridor and could no longer keep it to himself when he finally asked, “Angie, did you close your window

“Huh? No.”

up a toast and spread a thick layer of jam over it as

still in

his hair in frustration and got up

as he left. She peeled some of her toast and munched

woke up, for she clearly remembered

only was the book on her body closed and returned to the bedside

usually do, but there’s no way a thief came

and children, the film crew has just

clapping his hands as a

facilitators at the set

will have to figure out lunch on your own today. We have hidden some ingredients and cooking tools in the nearby forest, so the

with her

so we will need an experienced guide to help us. Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in putting

who had been disinterested thus far,

I don’t remember the director mentioning a

guests were surprised as well. As they turned, a tall and attractive man appeared

set of white casual apparel on his well-toned body, the man looked as if he had just finished his morning run. His every move exuded masculine strength as

his body, and the crowd could not help but

man is so handsome!” the

one who was shocked by what they saw. The spoon in Angeline’s hand almost slipped back into her cup

of the moment looked calm and composed as he took

everyone. I’m Evander Golding. I will be your guide today,” he announced in a deep and

she tried to process

doing here? I thought he was on a business trip. Why is he our guide all