Her Precious Baby

“Was it a coincidence?”

Back then, he told Sylas to pay the nurse a huge sum of money so she would keep it a secret. He also sent his men to keep an eye on her regularly.

It was normal for accidents to happen, but the nurse happened to die when he began investigating Floretta’s birth mother.

Hence, it felt like there was more to things than met the eye.

“Mr. Golding, I sent our men to investigate the matter and discovered the nurse drank alcohol before she died. Besides, her car’s brakes weren’t working. It seemed like a murder.”

Hearing that, Evander ordered sternly, “Carry on with the investigation.”

He knew trouble would ensue once someone revealed Floretta’s identity on purpose.

Besides, if the nurse was murdered, it meant there was something amiss about Floretta’s birth mother’s identity, too. It was clear that the matter wasn’t as simple as he thought it was.

After the call ended, Evander took a long time to calm down. Leaning against the wall, he lit up a cigarette.

“It’s hot…”

Right then, Angeline started sobbing inside the room.

Hearing her sobs, Evander tossed away the remainder of his cigarette and stomped on it with his leather shoe.

He then opened the door and went into the room.

Angeline was still lying on the bed, but her posture was different from before. She had kicked away her blanket due to her high body temperature.

Evander, who was standing in the doorway, frowned as he remembered something.

He recalled Angeline mentioning she hated the smell of cigarettes. Thus, he went to the bathroom and took a shower to wash away the smell that lingered on his body.

was clean and no longer reeked of smoke did he

bed,

look extra tender, unlike her usual self. Evander sat beside the bed and gazed at her

wears a suit of armor to protect herself. However, she’s fragile at heart. I want nothing but

was probing about the spokesperson contract

time flies. Angeline barged into my life without warning and settled deep in

around helplessly, and she struggled to breathe as though she had fallen into the ocean. Despite her efforts

taking her temperature

warm, but

Mom, don’t leave me,” she

of the rainy night five years ago before she gave birth. Held captive in the village,

any car in the village, so she had to walk all the way to the hospital in

thunder boomed, she couldn’t hold on to her

passed out on the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man saved her

for one last time. When she regained consciousness, they had already

her their parents’ autopsy report or tell her

depression and moved to the countryside until she went

anguish. Amidst the excruciating pain, she grabbed

birth to her baby. Hearing the baby’s cries, she felt as though a burden was lifted from her

she had no idea the nurse would take away her baby when she

arms about to grab the blanket that

feeling. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and woke up from

her nightmare faded away as she observed the

was so engrossed in finding my baby’s whereabouts that I forgot about

thought struck her, Angeline felt her heart

“Are you okay?”

in her thoughts when a man’s deep voice rang out

Scared out of her wits, she parted her lips and screamed out loud as her eyes turned as wide