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.

in her heart gnawed

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

she opted

the children had gone out to play when the bell in the kindergarten rang a long time ago, but

the teachers called for every child to produce an artwork

appear together in the parent-teacher conference, Floretta

boys who

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

his gesture, her face

my things, Mark? Give my

Floretta away and perused the

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

“You’re lying!”

feet angrily. Her features contorted with

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

who you’re calling Ms. 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 you in the

ground. She was so frightened

never do that,” she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing her eyes. “I have a mother. She’s

Journey’? Look at how good at lying Floretta is!

and, along with his friends, began to point

about?

them, but despite her earnestness, none

laughed all the harder at

is a movie star! How could

Journey,’ and she loves Angeline in it. She’s the hottest