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 gnawed

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

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

the kindergarten rang a long time ago, but Floretta

the parent-teacher conference looming close, the teachers called for every child

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

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

his gesture, her

touch my things, Mark? Give my drawing

Floretta away and

all you have is a drawing of your family! Aunt Olivine said that you’re

“You’re lying!”

angrily. Her features

the one who insists on being my mother and must have said those things in a fit

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 you in the orphanage

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

she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her eyes. “I have a mother.

at how good

with his friends, began to point and laugh at

laughing about? My mother is Angeline

but despite her

laughed all the harder at those

is a movie star! How could she

she loves Angeline in it.