Evander gazed at her the slim silhouette of her back. For the first time, anxiety flashed before those unfathomably deep eyes.

He expected Angeline to blame and scold him instead of opening up like this. It was as if she had numbed herself to her fate.

The only thing more dangerous than a fight in a relationship was a cold shoulder, which was proof of her increasing disregard for him.

Evander felt empty in the stomach at that thought. He reached out and grabbed Angeline’s arm.

“Why did we have to break up?” he asked, gritting his teeth in dismay.

“Was I not clear enough?”

“I want the real reason.” Evander gazed down at her, his voice husky. “Why did you react that way when you saw the Heart of the Ocean I gifted you? What are you hiding from me?”

He only realized the shift in Angeline’s emotional state after he calmed down. Though he was unclear of the reason, he surmised upon further thought that it must have been due to the necklace.

“Is that important?”

Angeline’s heart skipped a beat at Evander’s words. She turned around to face him while feigning a calm she did not feel.

“Everybody has their secrets, Mr. Golding. That must be why you won’t tell me who Floretta’s real mother is.”

Initially prodding Evander to see if she could discover something, she did not expect such a hostile reaction from him.

“You are becoming bold, Angeline!”

“Forget I ever asked.”

Angeline scoffed and again struggled to free herself of Evander before turning around to leave abruptly.

doubt in her heart gnawed at

the newborn baby? If that’s the case, Evander must have been planning this charade and knew that I would only hate him

weak. Not daring to ruminate further, she opted instead to investigate the matter thoroughly at

kindergarten rang a long time ago, but Floretta remained in her seat with

every child to produce an artwork to be presented to their

it was rare for Angeline and Evander to appear together in the parent-teacher conference, Floretta

classroom door swung open to admit a group of boys who came barging in. They gazed in Floretta’s

of the boys, chubbier than the rest, arrived before Floretta with his

his gesture, her face flushed red

Mark? Give my drawing back

away and

you have is a drawing of your family! Aunt

“You’re lying!”

stomped her feet angrily. Her

who insists on being my mother and must have said those things in

and jabbed a menacing finger. “Your mother threw you away as soon as you were born. Besides, Aunt Olivine said she’ll put you in the orphanage when she

the ground. She was so frightened at

“No, Daddy will never do that,” she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her

at how good

friends,

laughing about? My mother

tried to convince them, but despite her earnestness, none of

they laughed all the harder

a movie star! How could she be

Journey,’ and she

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