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.

was clean and no

bed, seemingly disturbed in

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

of armor to protect herself. However, she’s fragile at heart. I want

her expression when she was probing about the spokesperson contract and what happened afterward. A trace

life without warning and settled

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 the sea when the shore was mere inches away

a daze, she sensed someone taking

warm, but she was still

Mom, don’t leave me,” she

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

she had to walk all the way to

thunder boomed, she couldn’t hold on to her umbrella. It

the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man

didn’t get to see her parents for one last time. When she regained consciousness, they had

her their parents’ autopsy report or tell her about the details

and moved to the countryside until she

day, and she remembered sweating buckets from the anguish. Amidst the excruciating pain, she grabbed

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

no idea the nurse would take away her

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 nothing

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

as she observed the room and gasped for

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

thought struck her, Angeline felt her heart racing as

“Are you okay?”

when a man’s

Scared out of her wits, she parted her lips and