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.

he hastily reminded Evander, “Mr. Golding, do you remember when you lost

“Yes. What about it?”

as he massaged his eyebrows,

one of the staff members of that shop gave me a call, telling me that a woman had been searching for the owner of the ring.

processed what he just

face clouded over as he asked solemnly, “Didn’t you say she was overseas before

not too long ago, but I’m not

money,” said Evander, his tone harsh and frosty. He felt even more frustrated

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

room amidst his drunken state. Feeling horrible from inebriation, he didn’t even

into his bed and caress his abdomen, making him lose control of

next. By the time he regained consciousness, the woman was no longer around. He assumed she was after his money but fled because she was afraid

the woman was pregnant and that he should transfer

knew what happened

thought that a woman who would offer up her own body in exchange for

I’ll send you to a

to persuade Evander when

better after drinking and venting his emotions, stopped

glanced at Sylas before ordering, “Continue to

that right

investigate Jonathan for me. Find out his

momentarily stunned before he

trouble, Mr. Golding

police station, someone arrived to bail

someone is here to bail you out. You’re

to one of the cells creaked open, and Joseline, clad in plain prison uniform, came walking out while being grabbed by

low spirits and her face appeared pale without her

the whole week in

Joseline frowned when she saw

“Why are you here?”