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.

and no longer reeked of

was frowning in bed, seemingly disturbed in her

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

often wears a suit of armor to protect herself. However,

when she was probing about the spokesperson contract and what happened afterward. A trace of warmth flitted across

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

over a century. Her body was thrown around helplessly, and she struggled to breathe as though she had fallen into the ocean. Despite her efforts to get ashore, she would be

she sensed someone taking

felt warm, but she was still plagued by

don’t leave me,” she

the rainy night five years ago before she gave birth. Held captive in the village, she broke down after learning

she had to walk all the way to the hospital in the city while

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

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

one last

the funeral, but Joseline refused to show her their parents’ autopsy report or tell her about the

she nearly suffered from depression and moved to the countryside until

the anguish. Amidst

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

away her baby when she didn’t even get to see

she yelled in despair, flailing her arms about to grab the blanket that was used to wrap her

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

from her nightmare faded away as she observed the room

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

struck her, Angeline felt her heart racing as cold

“Are you okay?”

when a man’s deep

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