Her Precious Baby

Chapter 290

Evander’s face fell, and he rubbed his chin. “Continue.”

“Joel lost his father when he was five. His sister raised him. They survived on donations from their fellow villagers. He worked hard and got accepted into a design academy while his sister became a nurse. She was assigned to a hospital in a county.'’

Everything about the siblings' lives sounded normal up until that point. But then everything changed when Sylas took a file out of his briefcase and handed it to Evander.

“Coincidentally. Joel's sister is the nurse who... worked with us five years ago.”

A giim look filled Evander’s eyes, and he said solemnly, “So you're saying this has something to do with that woman who went into labor back then?”

“Yes,” answered Sylas. “I ran into that nurse once five years ago, and I still remember what she looks like. That's Eve.”

A hint of surprise replaced the solenmity in Evander’s eyes. If that's true, then that explains why Joel wanted to hit me.

Evander slept with a random woman five years ago. It was an accident, and he would swear his life on it. He had no interest in that woman. All he wanted was to get rid of that baby, so it wouldn't get in the way of his life.

was the only one they bribed. Joel should know what happened and why she was paid. But then the nurse drove into a river and died in an accident a year before.

scent of tension. A moment of silence later, Evander

found out what happened five years ago, and I need to know who the enemy is. I've been keeping Floretta safe all these years and don't dare

only Evander. Angeline was nothing but a checkpoint

out of his car and entered the residence. Once inside the house, he

to the otherwise cold residence. The frown on Evander’s forehead disappeared, and he felt a

lounge, watching some TV. “Oh.

Evander resumed his aloof persona and unbuttoned

drawing nearer. Evander didn't refuse the proposal, but ever since Olivine moved

refused to entertain Olivine, but she ignored it. Quickly, she rose from the couch and trotted over to him. “Just in time, Evander. It's almost lunchtime.

was fixated on the kitchen, and he was upset. She must have heard all the commotion.

best she could. “We're getting married

married soon. And yet Evander ignored her. Absentmindedly, he said, “You want fruits, you can have them yourself. Don't follow me

his sleeves up. Then Evander headed straight to

he would go into the kitchen. “Why are you going into the kitchen? The oily