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 wrapped her

a good man, but now it seems that I was such a fool! 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 an unfaithful

continued to move forward at a steady speed. Evander saw Angeline standing rooted to

not help but comment, “She looks quite

out of the car,

subject of Floretta’s birth mother has always

eyes and leaned back against the seat while tugging at his tie with his slender fingers. Exhaustion and irritation were evident

I’m sorry for saying that.” Sylas shuddered, not daring to

hour in the darkness of the chilly night,

and her legs felt as though they were about to give out. She took off her slippers and noticed that there were blisters on the soles

to the bathroom

Had she not been familiar with the route, she

bath, she took out a medical kit and applied medicine to the soles

caused her

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

extinguished the last spark of hope she had for him in her

Hanson, someday, you’ll regret

time Nancy had come over were still on the dining table. Upon deliberation, she

though a large stone was pressing on her chest, and at that moment, she desperately

drunk that

Ding!

rang out in

is it? Ugh, so annoying,” Angeline mumbled after waking up with a start. She got up, walked over to

unlocking it, she discovered that someone was giving

she

her phone rang again. The noise gave her a headache, so she answered in an unpleasant tone, “Who are you? Is

rest?” An adorable little girl’s voice came from the other

Angeline immediately sobered

person who would

her phone screen, she spotted the little girl in the