Her Precious Baby

Angeline’s expression darkened. Her eyes fixed on Evander turned even colder.

“So you see me as some sort of promiscuous lady who would go and hook up with any guy?”

Evander didn’t reply to her, but the way he looked at her had told her his answer.

At that instant, it was as if someone had dumped a bucket of cold water on her; she could no longer feel any trace of warmth.

“Since you don’t trust me so much, what’s the point of looking for me then? Wouldn’t it be better to pretend like nothing had happened that night?”

“Say it again,” he enunciated, tightening his grip on her arm all of a sudden.

Breaking out into a cold sweat, Angeline exclaimed in pain as if she had been clipped by a pair of pliers.

“Angeline, stop playing tricks in front of me.”

His voice was so cold that every word he said stung her eardrums. Angeline gritted her teeth, trying her best to suppress the humiliation deep down inside her. Shoving Evander away, she turned around and walked out of the room.

Bang!

With a loud thud, Angeline left the house.

Staring at her receding figure, Evander was a bit worried. After regaining his composure, he couldn’t help but start reflecting on his behavior earlier. Indeed, he went overboard.

However, whenever he thought of the scene where Angeline and Hanson were together, he just couldn’t control his emotions.

Angeline ran out, driven by anger. But she somehow regretted her action as soon as she came out.

It was close to three in the morning. Though there were street lamps in the residential area, there was barely anyone strolling around in the middle of the night. On top of that, occasional swishes from the grasses were increasing the surrounding creepiness.

Angeline wanted to back-pedal. She would glance to the back every time after walking several steps. However, she saw nothing but disappointment.

At the sight of that, Angeline crossed her arms over her chest, feeling wronged. A wave of soreness surged up in her heart.

worried at all that I ran out

a rush. She didn’t have the time to change her footwear. She was still wearing the slippers where her toes were exposed. Every time the wind brushed past

a twenty-four-hour convenience store. The

she sniffed with force,

tonight. But because she was too busy, she forgot to fill up her stomach. Hence, it wasn’t surprising

her bag along when she left the house. Her phone was inside. Rummaging

the chill lingering in the night as well as her hunger level, Angeline, who had always been a collected person, finally lost her

her heart. She was so angry that she kicked the stone barrier

“Ouch!” she screamed.

aching foot. It was so painful

that I’m still

sat on the road. Thankfully, not many people were around in the dead of night. Otherwise, things might get troublesome if they recognized

aggrieved she became. That’s my place, after all. Why did I run

fighting spirit. Collecting herself, she stood back up and limped

she listened to the whistles

turned her head around and saw a drunk,

sent shudders down her spine. Angeline sped up her

located in the park that wasn’t far away, Angeline had

overthinking things. She remembered the downstairs old lady telling her that the corpse of a woman, who

man at the back suddenly raised his voice and asked, “Huh? Why do I feel that you

was scared out of her wits that color drained from her

pace. But because of the increasing uneasiness

Why

man began to run too. Soon, he was

“Help!” Angeline shouted.

my! It’s really

was slowly losing her physical strength. Just when she thought she had reached a dead end, she ran into a

“Ah!”

after the sudden impact, Angeline

caught her body. Angeline sensed danger and aggressively resisted

“Let me go…”

it’s me. Calm