Her Precious Baby

Chapter 182

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

from me? Could he, instead of the traffickers, have stolen the newborn baby? If that’s the case, Evander must have been planning this charade and knew that

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

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

conference looming close, the teachers called for every child to produce an

and Evander to appear together in the parent-teacher conference,

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

the rest, arrived before Floretta with his chest

gesture, her face flushed red

things, Mark? Give my drawing

Floretta away

is

“You’re lying!”

angrily. Her features contorted with

must have said

my Aunt Olivine,” Mark growled as he pushed her again and jabbed a menacing finger. “Your mother threw

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

gulped. “No, Daddy will never do that,” she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her eyes. “I have a mother.

from ‘The Journey’? Look at how good at lying Floretta is! She’s practically

friends, began to

laughing about? My mother is

despite her earnestness,

all the harder

movie star! How

she loves Angeline in

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