Her Precious Baby

It was Floretta.

Angeline’s expression gradually softened. She obediently sat back and listened to the conversation intently.

With his brows slightly furrowed, Evander comforted, “It’s my fault. Be good and finish your meal with Franny. I’ll be home in fifteen minutes.”

Only after hearing that did Floretta stop crying.

After he hung up the phone, Angeline looked at his stern profile and suddenly became curious as it seemed that Evander and Francesca had been the only ones accompanying the girl so far, and she had never seen Floretta’s mother in that picture.

“Mr. Golding, I’m guessing that your wife is usually overseas? I’ve never seen her before,” Angeline asked tentatively. If I can meet this mysterious woman, it may help me become the ambassador.

However, her words had evidently triggered something within Evander as his expression instantly darkened.

Sylas was about to say something, but he thought the better of it and could not help feeling nervous for her.

“Stop the car!” Evander instructed.

Sylas obediently pulled over by the road.

Angeline was stunned. Before she could process what was going on, the man said firmly, “Get out.”

“You mean now, Mr. Golding?”

Angeline thought she had heard him wrong and looked outside. Although the rain had stopped, there was not a single person under the night sky, and fear gripped her heart.

Evander did not repeat himself but reached over and opened the car door on her side, his intimidating gaze looking as though it could pierce through her, sending chills down her spine.

Angeline gulped in fear and fumbled to grip the car handle, using it as a support as she got out of the car.

No sooner had her feet touched the ground than Evander’s car sped away like the wind.

“Hey!”

The breeze at night was uncomfortably frigid, and apart from a few streetlights, there were hardly any cars.

jarring sound from a sudden rustle in the bushes snapped Angeline back to her senses. She

Would any normal human being dump a weak lady like me in the wilderness? I just casually asked about her daughter’s mother. Must he react that way? I think he’s most likely

to move forward at a steady speed. Evander saw Angeline standing rooted to the spot through the rear window mirror. She

could not help

he chased Angeline out of the car,

the subject of Floretta’s birth mother has always been a taboo within the Golding family, and anyone who dares to mention her will

wish to get out and accompany her?” Evander withdrew his eyes and leaned back against the seat while

Sylas shuddered, not daring to

more than an hour in the

She took off her slippers and noticed that

heading to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Only

Had she not been familiar with the route, she would have died on

kit and applied medicine

the room caused

much had happened that night. The memory of Hanson misunderstanding her and forcing her to

of hope

someday, you’ll

last time Nancy had come over were still on the

was pressing on her chest, and at that moment, she

low alcohol tolerance, she was so drunk that she lost consciousness after

Ding!

rang out

so annoying,” Angeline mumbled after waking up with a start.

that someone was giving her a

phone number, she instinctively pressed the

noise gave her a headache, so she answered in an unpleasant tone,

Am I disturbing your rest?” An adorable little girl’s voice came from the other

Angeline

who would

phone screen, she spotted the little girl