Her Precious Baby

In the darkness of the night, the sensuous atmosphere made it hard for them to breathe.

“If you still don’t understand, I don’t mind explaining it to you with actions.”

As Evander’s deep voice echoed in her ear, he ran the tip of his finger across her lip.

The suggestive gesture seemed to have drawn Angeline’s soul out of her body, and she plummeted into a daze.

“Mr. Golding, don’t you think you’re being too flirty with me?”

“You were more flirty when you held my hand and refused to let me leave.”

When Evander’s magnetic voice reverberated in her ear, Angeline swallowed the words that were about to roll off her tongue.

“Mmm…”

The next second, his kiss fell upon her without warning. As her ears felt a tingling sensation when bathed by his breath, his kisses traveled from her forehead down to her neck.

Inside the quiet room, a faint click of a button being opened could be heard. With the top of her shirt undone, her porcelain-white collarbone was revealed.

Jolted back to her senses by the stinging chill, Angeline gasped as she frantically pushed him away.

“Mr. Golding, please mind yourself! I have no intention of being a home-wrecking mistress!” she exclaimed in bashful anger.

With her hand clasping her shirt tightly, she attempted to jump off the bed.

Evander was nonplussed when he heard that. Instead of being angered by her impudence, amusement and elation were what he felt.

Now I know what’s bothering her. The moment she responded to me, did I detect a hint of her interest in me?

With that thought in mind, Evander grabbed Angeline’s wrist to stop her from getting off.

“You’re not feeling well, so don’t move around. I’ll leave.”

tightly pursed, the blushing Angeline didn’t dare make eye contact. Nonetheless, her moral threshold caused her to retract

tie with his slender fingers. Right before leaving, he informed her

her heart skip a beat as she stared at him

he telling me something

she could make sense of what was going on,

help breaking into a smile as if a huge burden had been

whipped out his phone and gave

ordered, “Draft an agreement to annul the

sure? Old Mrs. Golding is going to

just do as I say.” It was evident from Evander’s firm tone that he had made this decision a long time

initial rationale for their marriage was to find Floretta a

ideal candidate for his wife, there was

his decision would allow Angeline to

much better. Aside from a lingering mild cold, she

moment she went downstairs to the dining room, she was greeted by the sight of Floretta—who had reserved

In a gentle voice, she asked, “Why haven’t you eaten yet? How

so he didn’t allow me to disturb you.” After explaining obediently, Floretta served Angeline a piece of cake. Giggling,

the cake, Angeline could see that the surrounding cream had been shaved off by Floretta, leaving only the

was obvious that Floretta loved the cake but resisted the temptation

“Thank you, Floretta.”

Angeline felt a warm sensation fill her

her head and looked at Angeline earnestly. “You were very

reassuring words diminished the guilt Angeline harbored. Eyes glistening with affection, the latter gave Floretta’s hair a

some inexplicable reason, she felt the urge to spoil Floretta, as if the latter

the cheerful Jacob approach, holding a

Has

I’m feeling much better,”

to hold her shoulders as he scrutinized her

no scars. That’s good. Be honest with me, did that

the