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

bed, seemingly disturbed in her

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

to protect herself. However, she’s fragile

the spokesperson contract and what happened afterward.

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

sleeping for 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 swept back into

sensed someone taking her temperature

felt warm, but she was still

leave me,” she

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

had to walk all

she couldn’t hold on to her umbrella.

the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man saved her

her parents for one last time. When she regained consciousness, they

to 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

depression and moved to the countryside

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, “Please save my

though a burden was lifted from her shoulders. She thought life was full

idea the nurse would take away her baby when she didn’t even get

take away my baby!” she yelled in despair, flailing her arms about to grab the blanket that was used to wrap her baby in. However, she caught

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and woke up from her

as she observed the room and gasped for

engrossed in finding my baby’s whereabouts that I forgot about my parents’ cause of death. Did they

her, Angeline felt her heart racing as cold sweat

“Are you okay?”

her thoughts when a man’s deep voice

wits, she parted her lips