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.

Evander, “Mr. Golding, do you remember when you lost your diamond ring from Majestic

“Yes. What about it?”

as he massaged his eyebrows, still

long ago, one of the staff members of that shop gave me a call, telling me that a woman

what he

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

long ago, but I’m not sure where she

can be solved with money,” said Evander, his tone harsh and frosty. He felt even

that fateful day, he had just signed a major contract with his business partner, and in the midst of that cheerful

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

abdomen, making him lose control of himself as if a spark of passion was suddenly ignited

happened 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 of getting herself into

was pregnant and that he should

what happened

would offer up her

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

Evander when he

felt much better after drinking and venting

and glanced at Sylas before ordering, “Continue to track the woman down with

that right

that, investigate Jonathan for me. Find out his relationship

was momentarily stunned before he

all that trouble, Mr. Golding

police station, someone arrived to bail

bail you out. You’re free

clad in plain prison uniform, came walking out

was in low spirits and her face appeared

week in jail had been torturous

frowned when she saw the man in

“Why are you here?”