Her Precious Baby

Chapter 159

Upon reaching home, Evander whipped out his phone and made a call.

Due to the distance, she could not hear what he was saying. The only thing she made out was him asking about treatment for her injured hand.

Puckering her lips while seated on the sofa, Angeline complained softly to Floretta, who was busy playing with blocks.

“Isn’t your daddy overreacting? All I did was pluck a flower of his. Is all this fuss really necessary?”

Floretta giggled and looked up at Angeline, her eyes gleaming brightly.

“That’s because the flower you plucked belongs to Mr. Roger. The entire garden is like a precious baby to him!”

Angeline’s eyes widened in shock. She couldn’t believe her ears.

“What? You’re saying that Roger planted everything there?”

“Yes. He comes every week to weed and even declared that I’ll inherit the garden once he’s old. But I have no interest in doing his work for him!”

Angeline began to feel guilty upon learning the truth. If she had known that it was Roger’s private property, she wouldn’t have plucked it, for doing so without permission was the equivalent of stealing.

No wonder Evander was so angry just now.

Lost in thought, she suddenly saw Evander end his call and come into the room with a piece of aloe vera.

Kneeling by her side, Evander lifted her injured finger with a frown and asked in concern, “Does it hurt? Do you feel all right?”

“No, it doesn’t. I don’t feel anything in fact.”

His words only served to intensify Angeline’s guilt.

to collect some spice. I didn’t expect it to belong to Roger and to

cut open the aloe vera with scissors before scooping out its white sap with a spoon. Then

there next time. The plants in there aren’t

comment dampened the atmosphere in the

behaving too liberally in the Golding residence, Angeline felt

can rest assured I won’t go anywhere I’m not supposed

gauze. It wasn’t until they

both father and daughter

Angeline could finally have her dinner in

to the study and saw him reading on the couch, she

the fruits on the coffee table. “Stop reading all the time. Have some

his lap and stabbed his fork at a piece of

down his fork

you here to

words took Angeline by surprise. With a frantic wave of her hand, she said, “I’ve barely done anything. What credit is

thank me. I suggest that you focus your energy on your work so that I can get my

as her perception of Evander

One’s relationship with him doesn’t matter when it comes

money on this. Anyway, it’s getting

to her feet and, with a swift twist of her heel, headed

“You have to

With her expression freezing momentarily, she felt as if there

drove her to the movie launch

members of the press gradually arrived at the venue. On stage, there was a big screen displaying the promotional poster of The Journey

her. It had a long pink train that matched the tenderness of her face. Furthermore, her swan-like neck was accentuated by the pearl necklace that was

the time her makeup was done, the press conference was about to begin. The moment Angeline emerged from the changing

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