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.

doubt in her

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

further, she

out to play when the bell in 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 her

close, the teachers called for every child to produce

was rare for Angeline and Evander to appear together in the parent-teacher conference, Floretta honored the occasion by applying

group of boys who came barging in. They gazed in

the rest, arrived before Floretta with his chest puffed up and

her face flushed

dare you touch my things, Mark? Give my

meaty hands shoved Floretta away and perused the

you were hiding fancy artwork in here. Instead, all you have is a drawing of your family! Aunt Olivine said that you’re a motherless child,

“You’re lying!”

her feet angrily. Her features contorted with

who insists on being my mother and must have said those things in a fit of embarrassed

“Your mother threw you away as soon as you were born. Besides, Aunt Olivine said she’ll put you in the orphanage

his bulk, Floretta fell onto the ground. She was so frightened at the mention of the

she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her eyes. “I have a mother. She’s Angeline Sorelle,

Look at how good at lying

his friends, began to point

laughing about?

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

they laughed all the

a movie star! How could she be your

and she