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.

Angeline back to her senses. She wrapped

think that he was 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

Angeline standing rooted to the spot through the rear window mirror. She was wearing

at Evander’s expression and could not help

out of the car, Evander’s mood still

Floretta’s birth mother has always been a taboo within the Golding family, and anyone who

out and accompany her?” Evander withdrew his eyes and leaned back against the

for saying that.” Sylas shuddered, not daring

the darkness of the chilly night,

to give out. She took off her slippers and noticed that

heading to the bathroom to take a hot bath. Only after soaking in the warm bathtub did warmth return

distance. Had she not been familiar with the route, she

the bath, she took out a medical kit

room caused her to start

misunderstanding her and

extinguished the last spark of hope

Hanson, someday, you’ll regret what you’ve

the last time Nancy had come over were still on the

large stone was pressing on her chest, and at that moment,

of her low alcohol tolerance, she was so drunk that she lost consciousness after drinking two

Ding!

call rang out in

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

that someone was

number, she instinctively pressed the hang-up

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

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

that, Angeline immediately sobered

one person who would

phone screen, she spotted the little girl in the video. “Floretta, is