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.

man! Is he not worried at

footwear. She was still wearing the slippers where her toes were exposed. Every time the wind brushed past her, her toes would flush from

by a twenty-four-hour convenience store. The aromatic smell of hot food wafted

force,

busy, she forgot to fill up

didn’t bring her bag along when she left the house. Her phone was inside. Rummaging through her pocket, she realized the money with her wasn’t even enough to buy a

hunger level, Angeline, who had always been a collected person, finally

She was so angry that she kicked the stone

“Ouch!” she screamed.

foot. It was so painful that

I forget that I’m

in the dead of night. Otherwise, things might

more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became. That’s my place, after all.

immediately regained her fighting spirit. Collecting herself, she stood back up and

the road, she felt even more desolated as she listened to

turned her head around

unamiability on him sent shudders down her

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

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

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

was scared out of her wits that color drained from her face. Even her heart

the increasing uneasiness in

Why are you

too. Soon, he was close behind

“Help!” Angeline shouted.

the man knew it was her. “Oh, my! It’s really that celebrity. Don’t run!” His

Just when she thought she had reached a dead end, she ran into

“Ah!”

the sudden impact, Angeline outstretched her hand and rubbed her

someone caught her body. Angeline sensed

“Let me go…”

me. Calm