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.

his body was clean and no longer reeked of smoke did

frowning in bed,

unlike her usual self. Evander

protect herself. However, she’s fragile at heart. I want nothing but

was probing about the spokesperson contract and what happened afterward. A

without warning

struggled to breathe as though she had fallen into the ocean. Despite her efforts to get ashore, she would be swept back into the sea when

taking her

her felt warm, but she was still plagued by

leave me,”

five years ago before she gave birth. Held captive in the village, she broke down after learning that her parents were involved

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

couldn’t hold on to her umbrella. It

out on the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man saved

for one last

show her their parents’ autopsy report or tell her about the details of the car accident. Instead, the Sorelle family called her

suffered from depression and moved to the countryside until she

had a difficult delivery that day, and she remembered sweating buckets from the anguish. Amidst the excruciating pain, she grabbed the nurse’s arm and pleaded,

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

her baby when she

in despair, flailing her arms about to grab the blanket

opened her eyes and woke up from her

noise from her nightmare faded away as she observed the room and gasped for

whereabouts that I forgot about my parents’ cause of death. Did they really die in a

that thought struck her, Angeline felt her heart racing as cold sweat

“Are you okay?”

lost in her thoughts when a man’s

she parted her lips and screamed out loud as her eyes turned as