Her Precious Baby

From behind, a little girl’s clear and crisp voice could be heard. The voice was able to calm down Angeline’s restlessness.

She slowly raised her head and looked at Evander standing in front of her. He glanced at her parents’ tombstone before kneeling to pay his respects.

He pursed his lips. His usually cold eyes had a hint of respect in them.

He then waved a hand toward Floretta and gently held her shoulders as he said in a low voice, “Say hello to Granddad and Granny.”

Floretta cocked her head to one side as she stared at the tombstone. At a young age, she did not quite understand the meaning of life and death. She could only stare at the tombstone and let out a sound of admiration.

“Wow! Granny is so pretty. She looks like Angel. But why is she living in the ground? And why did she make Angel so sad?”

Upon hearing that, Angeline’s eyes drooped to hide the sadness in them.

Evander felt bitter as he watched her. His heart clenched in pain.

“This is Granddad and Granny’s home. They are very happy staying here. In a few decades, Angel and I will live here too.”

It was the first time Floretta had heard of such a thing. Her eyes lit up, and her mouth turned into an “O” shape as she exclaimed in awe, “Is the house inside as big as a castle?”

“Yes. It’s magnificent,” Evander replied. Normally, this kind of little white lie would never come out of a person as stern as him. However, he said it to ensure that Angeline would feel less guilty.

As she thought of all that, Angeline felt warmth spread over her body as she stood up and looked at Evander.

“How did you know that I’m here?”

“I choose not to speak,” Evander replied with zero expressions. It was similar to the way she had answered him the night before.

Angeline pouted, and in her heart, she scolded him for being petty. However, his answer was not that important anymore.

“What are you doing?” Just then, a man’s old but stern voice could be heard.

of the stairs not far from them. He wore a loose white shirt and played

“Be careful, sir.”

younger man in a military suit holding out an umbrella for

man, her expression changed, and she clenched her

recognized the old man. He walked over and

time no see, Old Mr.

surprised to see Evander as he shook

here to pay

“I accompanied her here.”

did not justify his relationship with Angeline, but Old

a stern look as he criticized her in a low voice, “Well, aren’t you making your mom proud? You don’t greet me when you see me. You’ve even become a

straightforward. He did not even mind the presence of Evander when

as she balled her hands into fists before greeting the old

him sounded distant and

her greeting, Evander frowned, and a

Golding family was more active in the business sector. However, the Chandler family was a prestigious family with a military background, so there were hardly any interactions between

had never expected Angeline’s family from her mother’s side to have such a solid background. A military-based family was very particular about reputation. This one thing

sons and a daughter. As his daughter was born prematurely, he doted on her the most and gave her the name Cynthia. She was Angeline’s

Cynthia lowered her status and married down into the Sorelle family. Her marriage

distant relationship with the Chandler family. She

Angeline. She looked upward with those obsidian black eyes of hers. Her

grandpa come here to look for

interest as he stared at her curiously.

“Come here, little girl.”

afraid of strangers.

your relationship with the two

she replied loudly, “Grandpa, you’re so silly. Only a family would go out

Daddy and Mommy…

justified Angeline’s identity as a mistress even further. Old Mr. Chandler’s face darkened as he glared

going