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?

downstairs for a buffet breakfast. She was feeling recharged and energized after a good night

he had been thinking about 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 yesterday?

“Huh? No.”

layer of jam over it as she

I’m still in the

his hair in frustration and got up to

he left. She peeled some of her toast and munched away with her thought

something was amiss when she woke up, for she clearly remembered she did not close the

only was the book on her body closed and returned to the bedside table but the page she was reading was

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

and children, the film crew has just given all of

went forward, clapping his hands as a few photographers

facilitators at the set started handing out

some ingredients and cooking tools in the nearby forest, so the

so exciting!” Floretta cried out with her eyes filled

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

who had been disinterested thus far, suddenly

guest? I don’t remember the director mentioning a

were surprised as well. As they

the man looked as if he had just finished his morning run. His every move exuded masculine strength as tiny

halo formed around his body, and the crowd could not help but

is so handsome!” the guests

by what they saw. The spoon in Angeline’s hand almost slipped back into her cup when she beheld

of the moment looked calm and composed

guide today,” he announced in a deep and

she tried to process what

What is he doing here? I thought he was on a business