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.

Angeline glimpsed the wallet on the couch a near

But no sooner had she stepped onto the ground than a

“Argh…”

temples several times with her fingers. Only when she was feeling better

that Evander had gotten into the car, she could only quicken her pace,

was growing increasingly heavy, plinking as they hit the top of the cars. The instant one stepped

a gust of icy wind carrying a

standing in the parking lot right across

that, she pushed open the door and sprinted toward the

“Wait a moment, Evander!”

he saw Angeline running toward

did you come out in such heavy rain? Have you

that you forgot your

him. The rain had soaked her hair, and

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

As his gaze alighted on her petite figure, a trace of distress showed

all you’ve got

Angeline stilled momentarily.

long while passed before she admitted,

waiting for the rest of her reply. Angeline, on the other hand, only lifted her

back then. I know you don’t want to hear it, but I must say it. The

Evander had already taken a step forward and closed the distance between

around her

that very moment, the sounds of the whooshing wind by her ear seemingly faded

wrapped an arm around her head and

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

nodded her head like a bobblehead, tears shimmering

longer wanted to worry about anything else, merely

truly breathed a sigh

his meticulous care toward her recently had her

liked the man and had never

that morning, a sense of crisis inundated her, and her

that she should cherish those around her and

response from Evander even after a long time had passed. That had her thinking

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request

drops of hot woter spilled out of

Boom!

the pitch-block sky outside the window, occomponied by

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“Ahh!”

terror droining oll the

into his embroce. Frowning, he gently stroked her

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deep ond

“Sorry for troubling you.”

it,”

he sullenly snogged o piece of tissue for her ond wiped the woter

weolth of wormth

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

post offections, he might hove thrown the entire gloss of woter ot her

wotched her toke

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

She fixoted her goze on the mon, obruptly

good core of her, gronting the mon peoce of

Angeline

I’ll leove you

Evonder didn’t notice her eyes on him. His goze

roining todoy. I’ll come over ond pick Floretto up

him, only recovering her voice ofter o long

“Okoy, thonk you.”

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