Her Precious Baby

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.

the doubt in her heart

If that’s the case, Evander must have been planning this charade

Angeline’s arms grew weak. Not daring to ruminate further, she opted instead

rang a long time ago, but Floretta remained in her seat with a colored pen in her hand, busy filling in the

for every child to produce an artwork to be presented to

rare for Angeline and Evander to appear together in the

open to admit a group of boys who came barging in. They gazed

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

by his gesture, her face flushed red

my things, Mark? Give my drawing back

shoved Floretta away and perused the sketchbook with

fancy artwork in here. Instead, all you have is a drawing of your family! Aunt Olivine

“You’re lying!”

her feet angrily. Her

my mother and must have said those things in a fit of embarrassed anger because my father ignores

Sherrock. That’s my Aunt Olivine,” Mark growled as he pushed her again and jabbed a menacing finger. “Your mother threw you away as soon as you were born. Besides, Aunt Olivine said she’ll put

oppression of his bulk, Floretta fell onto the ground. She was so frightened at the mention of the orphanage that her scarlet eyes

she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her

Journey’? Look at how good at lying Floretta is! She’s practically in

along with his friends,

about? My mother is

but despite her earnestness, none of them believed

the harder at those

movie star! How could she be

and she loves Angeline in it. She’s the hottest star right