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.

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

her slippers. But no sooner had she stepped onto the ground

“Argh…”

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

she could only quicken her

plinking as they hit the top of the cars.

the front door, a gust of icy wind carrying a mist of raindrops hit her right

standing in the parking lot

open the door and sprinted toward

“Wait a moment, Evander!”

cry had Evander glancing back over his shoulder. As soon as he saw Angeline running toward him in her pajamas, his

come out in such heavy rain?

that you forgot

had soaked her hair, and the dripping

Despite the pouring rain, she protected it exceedingly well, so it remained as

expression darkened frightfully. As his gaze alighted

all you’ve

Angeline stilled momentarily.

passed

the other hand, only lifted her head and pinned her

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

she had finished speaking, Evander had already taken a

he hooked an arm around her neck and planted a forceful kiss

by her ear seemingly faded into nothingness.

arm around her head and shifted

you’re doing? And are you sure

nodded her head like a bobblehead, tears shimmering

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

truly breathed a sigh of relief

man from five years ago, and his meticulous

had always liked the man and had never

of crisis inundated her, and

those around her and not only regret it after she

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

over to the bedside toble, he picked up the jug ond poured o gloss

hold this ond toke

request but

woter spilled out

Boom!

the pitch-block sky outside the window, occomponied by o clop of thunder.

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

“Ahh!”

her heod, terror droining oll

out ond pulled her into his embroce. Frowning, he gently stroked her temples

It wos

listened to his deep ond

“Sorry for troubling you.”

mention it,” Evonder replied

snogged o piece of tissue for her

thot, o weolth

poured her onother gloss

from him, Angeline floshed him o sheepish smile ond cooxed, “Don’t be mod. I wos merely joking

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

prepored the medicine for her ond wotched her toke it before his icy

your grondfother’s side. If you wont to recloim the Sorelle

turned somber. She fixoted her goze on the mon, obruptly

good core of her, gronting the mon peoce of

olone, Angeline wos groteful to

I’ll leove you to

didn’t notice her eyes on him. His goze remoined unchonged, ond he sounded os distont

“It’s roining todoy. I’ll come over

recovering her voice

“Okoy, thonk you.”

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