Her Precious Baby

“Bravo, Evander!” Roger clapped his hands, cheered, and whistled before joking, “I have a request. Can we kick this shrew out?”

“You can leave if you want,” responded Evander coldly with a deadpan expression.

When Nancy heard Evander, she broke into a grin so wide that her eyes could barely stay open.

“Don’t let the door hit you on your way out, Mr. Jantz,” ridiculed Nancy while waving her hand.

Upset by his friend’s response, Roger hardened his face as he started shoving a small piece of lamb into his mouth. I used to be the one who valued women more than my friends. I never expected Evander to be so protective of his future wife. The man is practically a different person! I have to eat more to fill the void in my heart.

Angeline froze like a statue after listening to Evander because she felt somewhat awkward. I don’t understand. Why is Evander acting as though I never turned him down in Hallsbay? He seems completely unfazed by what happened there.

When everyone was about to sit down, Angeline quickly made up an excuse to sit farther away from Evander by saying that she needed to feed Floretta.

However, she had no way of knowing if the man had figured out her intention since he was enjoying his dinner as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, Nancy and Roger bade their farewells and left the Golding residence.

Angeline, too, was ready to go after playing with Floretta for a while, but the girl held on tightly to her leg and gazed at her with a pair of puppy-dog eyes.

“Tomorrow is the weekend, Angel. Why don’t you stay for the night?” pleaded Floretta.

Angeline was heartbroken when she saw how pitiful Floretta was, so she patted the girl on the head and apologized, “I’m sorry, Floretta, but I have something important to do tomorrow. I’ll see you another day.”

Floretta then clung to Angeline’s leg with her arms and legs like

girl, Angeline had no choice but to turn to the man reading the newspaper on the

up his teacup from the

she heard that. “Sorry, but I don’t wish to talk about it. Since Floretta doesn’t want me to leave, I’ll stay for the night and leave by eight tomorrow morning,”

that said, she picked up

cold night, a blanket of mist covered the mountain behind the mansion as though it

so he picked up his phone and called Sylas. “What did Angeline do in Hallsbay

then told Evander everything

probably asked me to send her back

deep voice while slightly

soon as Evander brought up the topic,

hurriedly ordered Sylas, “Find out the anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Sorelle’s

finish the task he was given before reporting back to Evander. “It’s tomorrow,

mind, Evander lifted his head to look at the guest room on the second floor. He could vaguely hear Floretta humming a nursery rhyme in the bathroom, but

frowned with

Angeline’s unfortune, Evander was more concerned that she would have nightmares that

to bed with the girl in her arms, and as expected, she had nightmares

so scared that she broke out in

Angeline could vaguely sense someone entering the room to cover

as Angeline tried to wake up from her nightmares, she could not do so because her eyes

up when her alarm went off at six o’clock. After kissing

o’clock when Angeline was finally done. However, since she did not have the appetite, Angeline got changed before driving to the supermarket to get fresh flowers and

of their