Her Precious Baby

Sylas looked around and saw piles of empty beer bottles on the table as well as on the floor. It was evident that Evander had had too much to drink.

After searching for a while, Sylas finally found Evander lying on the floor behind the couch.

The latter was hanging his head dejectedly with his hair covering his eyes, hiding his emotions.

The bandage on his injured arm was soaked with blood. As the blood dripped continuously onto the floor, he was still holding a beer bottle.

“Mr. Golding!”

Taken aback, Sylas immediately rushed forward and threw the bottle aside. “Y-You’re injured. Why are you still drinking? Your condition will get worse!”

My goodness! I’ve been working for Mr. Golding for so many years and I’ve never seen him in such a dejected state. It was as though he has lost his soul.

It was a heart wrenching scene.

“Don’t touch me.”

Evander pushed Sylas away, annoyance evident in his eyes. Subsequently, as if his pain receptors were disabled, he continued fumbling around for the bottle of beer.

“Mr. Golding, please stop drinking. Talk to me about your problems. Since you’re still in love with Ms. Sorelle, you should take the initiative to go to her. I’m sure she won’t ignore you if you tell her how you feel,” advised Sylas anxiously.

Hearing that, Evander looked up at him and let out a self-deprecating chuckle. “It’s useless to say anything or plan surprises just to win her heart. She is a heartless woman.”

The very reason behind the immense pain he was feeling was that he had tried to fight for her but to no avail.

No matter what he did, Angeline was determined to leave.

Sylas’ heart clenched when he heard Evander’s dejected words, so much so that he began grumbling inwardly when he thought of Angeline.

Jeez. Why did she suddenly propose a breakup when things were going so well? Can’t she make things clear once and for all?

When his train of thought ended there, he suddenly recalled something and froze. He had been so busy lately that he forgot to inform Evander of something.

lost

“Yes. What about it?”

up as he massaged his

ago, one of the staff members of that shop gave me a call, telling me that a woman had been searching

what he just

that, his face clouded over as he asked solemnly,

ago, but I’m not sure where she is now.

his tone harsh and frosty. He felt even more

signed a major contract with his business partner, and in the midst of that cheerful moment, he indulged in alcohol and got

that a waiter had sent him back to his room amidst his drunken state. Feeling horrible from

midnight, a woman would climb into his bed and caress his abdomen, making him lose control of himself

time he regained consciousness, the woman was no longer around. He assumed she was after

later, Evander received an anonymous document informing him the woman was pregnant and that he should transfer fifty million to get

what

that a woman who would offer up her own body in exchange for money wouldn’t cause too

Golding, you should stop drinking. I’ll send you to a nearby hospital to change

the opportunity to persuade Evander when he saw

felt much better after drinking and

at Sylas before ordering, “Continue

that right

Jonathan for me. Find out his

was momentarily stunned before he nodded.

all that trouble, Mr. Golding still

at the police station,

bail you out. You’re

clad in plain prison

spirits and her face appeared

whole week in jail had been torturous

the visiting room, Joseline frowned when she saw the

“Why are you here?”