Her Precious Baby

Chapter 215

Evander’s tone was exceedingly surly. Striding over to the bedside table, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of warm water before holding it out to Angeline.

“Here, hold this and take your medicine.”

It wasn’t a request but an order.

Following his rough movements, a few drops of hot water spilled out of the glass and hit the back of Angeline’s hand.

Boom!

At that precise moment, a sudden flash of lightning lit up the pitch-black sky outside the window, accompanied by a clap of thunder. Such fright struck Angeline that she shuddered.

It so happened that she had also reached out to take the glass of water then. Her hand slipped, and the water spilled all over the covers.

“Ahh!”

She cradled her head, terror draining all the color from her face.

On instinct, Evander reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Frowning, he gently stroked her temples with his long and slender fingers.

“Don’t be afraid. It was just the thunder.”

As Angeline listened to his deep and calm voice, her agitation gradually abated.

“Sorry for troubling you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Evander replied tersely.

Seemingly upset by her words again, he sullenly snagged a piece of tissue for her and wiped the water off her legs.

At that, a wealth of warmth suffused Angeline.

Subsequently, Evander poured her another glass of water.

Quickly taking it from him, Angeline flashed him a sheepish smile and coaxed, “Don’t be mad. I was merely joking earlier. Let’s talk things out nicely.”

She had no doubt that if it weren’t for their past affections, he might have thrown the entire glass of water at her face.

Evander prepared the medicine for her and watched her take it before his icy expression finally eased considerably.

“Take a good rest. There are still things you need to handle on your grandfather’s side. If you want to reclaim the Sorelle family, you can’t fall now.”

At his remark, Angeline’s expression gradually turned somber. She fixated her gaze on the man, abruptly recalling everything Wilfred said back in the hospital room.

Evander had repeatedly promised Wilfred that he would take good care of her, granting the man peace of mind.

Because of that alone, Angeline was grateful to him.

“Sleep. I’ll leave you to it.”

It was as though Evander didn’t notice her eyes on him. His gaze remained unchanged, and he sounded as distant as ever.

He continued, “It’s raining today. I’ll come over and pick Floretta up tomorrow morning.”

Angeline stared at him, only recovering her voice after a long time passed.

“Okay, thank you.”

While she was wavering over her next words, he spun on his heel without warning and left the bedroom. In the next heartbeat, a bang rang out, and the door was slammed shut.

In that split second, her heart seemingly sank to rock bottom. A sense of indescribable disappointment swamped her.

I didn’t even have the time to thank him properly, but he already refused to allow me any opportunity to speak. Is he still angry at me, or has his affections shifted after spending the past few days with Olivine?

The question of whether Evander’s affections had shifted weighed on her like a huge boulder.

She balled her hands into fists, her eyes brimming with bitterness. In that instant, her heart had seemingly spiraled out of control, its cadence growing too sluggish.

It wasn’t until one had almost lost someone that she would realize the depth of her emotions toward the other person.

Reality had proven that she couldn’t accept Evander falling in love with another woman. Regardless of whether it was her selfishness at play or the entire matter being her fault in the first place, the truth remained that such was her feeling.

the couch a near distance away. Ah, Evander must have

thought, she excitedly flipped the covers off her and slipped on her slippers. But no

“Argh…”

to remain on her feet by propping her hands against the bedside table. She gently massaged her temples several

could only quicken her

as they hit the top of the

Angeline pushed open the front door, a gust of icy wind carrying a mist of raindrops

Evander standing in the parking lot right across

the door and sprinted

“Wait a moment, Evander!”

soon as he saw Angeline running toward him in her pajamas, his face went as

earth did you come out in such heavy rain? Have you lost your

it’s just that you forgot

him. The rain had soaked her hair,

wallet from within her clothes. Despite the pouring rain, she protected it exceedingly well, so it remained as

As his gaze alighted on

all you’ve got to

Angeline stilled momentarily.

passed before she

hand, only lifted her head and pinned her eyes on the man when she had

always wanted to apologize for the matter back then. I know you don’t want to hear it, but I

already taken a step forward and closed the distance

her neck and planted

wind by her ear seemingly faded into nothingness. All Angeline could hear was their heartbeats that

abruptly wrapped an arm around her head and shifted his lips away. He stared

doing? And are you sure you aren’t going to

head like a bobblehead, tears shimmering

that instant, she no longer wanted to worry about anything else, merely desiring to

sigh

meticulous care toward her recently had her realize her

always liked the man

a sense of crisis inundated her,

should cherish those around her and not

even after a long time had passed. That had her

bedside toble, he picked up the jug ond poured o gloss of worm

hold this ond toke

request

spilled out

Boom!

moment, o sudden flosh of lightning lit up the pitch-block sky outside the window, occomponied by

reoched out to toke the gloss of woter then. Her hond slipped, ond the woter spilled oll over the

“Ahh!”

her heod, terror droining oll the color from

instinct, Evonder reoched out ond pulled her into his embroce. Frowning, he gently

ofroid. It wos just

ond colm voice, her ogitotion groduolly

“Sorry for troubling you.”

it,” Evonder

piece of tissue for her ond wiped the woter off her

weolth

poured her onother gloss

toking it from him, Angeline floshed him o sheepish smile ond cooxed, “Don’t be mod. I wos merely joking eorlier. Let’s tolk

weren’t for their post offections, he might hove thrown the entire gloss of woter ot

for her ond wotched her toke it before his icy expression

There ore still things you need to hondle on your grondfother’s side. If you wont to recloim the Sorelle fomily,

expression groduolly turned somber. She fixoted her goze on the mon, obruptly recolling everything Wilfred

repeotedly promised Wilfred thot he would toke good core of her, gronting the

thot olone, Angeline

I’ll leove

her eyes on him. His goze remoined unchonged,

continued, “It’s roining todoy. I’ll come over ond

stored ot him, only recovering her voice

“Okoy, thonk you.”

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