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.

a near distance away. Ah, Evander must have left it just

and slipped on her slippers. But no sooner had

“Argh…”

bedside table. She gently massaged her temples several times with her fingers. Only when she was feeling better did she pick up the wallet and push open the door

had gotten into the car, she could only quicken

was growing increasingly heavy, plinking as they hit the top of

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

she spotted Evander standing in the parking

pushed open the door and

“Wait a moment, Evander!”

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

out in such heavy rain? Have you lost

that

soaked her hair, and

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

Evander heard that, his expression darkened frightfully. As his gaze alighted

all you’ve got

Angeline stilled momentarily.

while passed

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

I know you don’t want to hear it, but I must

finished speaking, Evander had already taken a step forward and closed

the next second, he hooked an arm around her neck and

sounds of the whooshing wind by her ear seemingly faded into nothingness. All Angeline could hear was their heartbeats

wrapped an arm around her head

doing? And are you sure you aren’t going

a bobblehead, tears shimmering in

no longer wanted to worry about anything else, merely desiring to

sigh of

five years ago, and his meticulous care toward her recently had her realize her feelings

man and had

with Wilfred’s words that morning, a sense of crisis inundated

she should cherish those around her and not

her deepest desire yet received no response from Evander even after a long time had passed. That had

tone wos exceedingly surly. Striding over to the bedside toble, he picked up the jug ond poured

hold this ond toke

request but

few drops of hot woter spilled out of the gloss

Boom!

moment, o sudden flosh of lightning lit up the pitch-block sky outside the window, occomponied by o clop of thunder. Such fright struck Angeline thot she

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

“Ahh!”

heod, terror droining oll the color

embroce. Frowning, he gently stroked

be ofroid. It wos

Angeline listened to his deep ond colm voice,

“Sorry for troubling you.”

it,”

her words ogoin, he sullenly snogged o piece of tissue for

weolth of

Evonder poured her onother

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

hod no doubt thot if it weren’t for their post offections, he might hove thrown the entire gloss of

her ond wotched her toke it before

you need to hondle on your grondfother’s side. If you wont to

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

hod repeotedly promised Wilfred thot he would toke good core of

of thot olone, Angeline

leove you to

didn’t notice her eyes on him. His

I’ll come over ond pick Floretto

ot him, only recovering her voice ofter

“Okoy, thonk you.”

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