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.

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

frowning in bed, seemingly

her usual self. Evander sat beside the

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

her expression when she was probing about the spokesperson contract

warning and settled deep in

had been 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

taking her temperature and

sensation of someone caring for her felt warm, but she was still

Mom, don’t leave me,” she

gave birth. Held captive in the village, she broke

the village, so she had to walk all

and thunder boomed, she 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 her

get to see her parents for one last time. When she regained

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

from depression and moved to the countryside

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

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

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

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

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

nightmare faded away as she observed the room and gasped

whereabouts that I forgot about my parents’ cause of death. Did

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

“Are you okay?”

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

her body around, she saw Evander in her bed. Scared out of her wits, she parted