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

Evander react so strongly to the mention of Floretta’s birth mother? What is he hiding from me? Could he, instead of the traffickers, have stolen the newborn baby? If that’s

Not daring to ruminate further, she opted instead to investigate the

ago, but Floretta remained in her seat with

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

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

group of boys who came barging in.

the rest, arrived before Floretta with his

his gesture, her face

Mark? Give

meaty hands shoved Floretta away and perused the

here. Instead, all you have is a drawing of your

“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 anger because my father ignores

her again and jabbed a menacing finger. “Your mother threw you away as soon as you were born. Besides, Aunt Olivine said

She was so frightened at the mention

will never do that,” she exclaimed indignantly while rubbing

good

along with his friends, began to point and laugh at

you laughing about? My mother

despite her earnestness,

all the harder at those

is a movie star! How could she be your

‘The Journey,’ and she loves Angeline in

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