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.

making sure his body was clean and no longer reeked of smoke did he exit

was frowning in bed, seemingly disturbed

yellow sheets made her look extra tender, unlike her usual self. Evander sat

protect herself. However, she’s fragile

recalled her expression when she was probing about the spokesperson contract and

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

around helplessly, and she struggled to breathe as though she had fallen into

someone taking her temperature and tucking

sensation of someone caring for her felt warm, but

leave me,”

she gave birth. Held captive in the village, she broke down

village, so she had to walk all the way to the hospital in the city while holding her

boomed, she couldn’t hold on to her umbrella. It flew away, and she was drenched in the

the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man saved her and brought her to the hospital,

get to see her parents for one last time. When she regained consciousness, they had already

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

nearly suffered from depression and moved

had a difficult delivery that day, and she remembered sweating buckets from the anguish.

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

her baby

in despair, flailing her arms about to grab the blanket that was used to wrap her baby in. However, she caught nothing but

Suddenly, she opened

from her nightmare faded away as she observed the room and

regained her senses and belatedly realized something. I was so engrossed in finding my baby’s whereabouts that I forgot about my parents’ cause of death. Did they really

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

“Are you okay?”

when a man’s deep voice

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