Her Precious Baby

Upon her arrival at the hospital, Angeline was met with disgusted stares from the elderly ladies, as if her presence

had been unwelcomed.

Hospitals were often where people said goodbye to their loved ones, so it was a somber place. Angeline’s

appearance was not appropriate for the occasion.

Fortunately, she wore a mask to cover her face. Her appearance didn’t cause a commotion. She quickly entered

the elevator, worried about the possibility of being criticized for her appearance.

Soon, Angeline reached the top floor, where there was no one around to stare at her. She was finally able to

breathe a sigh of relief.

When she pushed the door to the ward open, the light was switched off in Sebastian’s room. A faint glow emitted by

the lamp illuminated the living room, where Evander sat on the couch, paging through a book.

The warm light from the lamp illuminated his profile, highlighting his sharp features and making him look incredibly

handsome.

Hearing the sound of the door, he raised his head to glance at Angeline.

He let out a snort and said, “Ms. Sorelle, you’ve grown bolder since you found the kids.”

Angeline’s face paled at his words. She attempted to cover her dreadlocks and explained quickly, “Please don’t say

that. I styled my hair like this for an advertisement and was in a rush to get back, so I didn’t have time to take them

out.”

She glanced at the ward worriedly. “By the way, how are the kids?”

“Sylas bought dinner and some snacks for them after he finished work. They ate and then fell asleep,” Evander

reported formally, then closed the book he was holding.

Angeline exhaled lightly and offered a smile. “I’m glad to hear that. They didn’t trouble you, did they?”

“No, it’s easier to understand what they’re thinking than to understand you,” Evander replied coldly, emphasizing

the last few words as if trying to remind Angeline of something.

Angeline pursed her lips and stood rooted in her spot awkwardly.

She knew Evander was still mad at what had happened previously, but she had no idea how to ease their

relationship.

In the meantime, Evander stood up and brushed away an imaginary speck of dust from his coat. He reminded her,

“Sebastian isn’t doing well, and Floretta is having trouble focusing on her studies at the kindergarten. I took a few

days off for her so she could stay with Sebastian.”

“Thank you.” Angeline finally regained her senses. It took her a while to find her voice. “Don’t worry. I’ll take good

care of Floretta.”

“Are you saying that filming has ended?”

His simple question gave Angeline a slap in the face. Feeling embarrassed, she replied meekly, “Not yet. Two days

more.”

“Don’t offer to help, then. I’ll ask Francesca to help care for the kids tomorrow.”

“Really?” Angeline’s eyes lit up in excitement.

Evander had a lot of faith in Francesca, who had been looking after Floretta for many years.

Angeline had also spent some time with Francesca and was satisfied with her care. This meant that Angeline didn’t

have to stress about the kids, as she was confident that Francesca was capable of taking care of them.

She would feel less guilty toward Evander, too.

“I’m doing this for Floretta, so don’t read too much into it,” Evander responded frostily. He acted like a stranger who

had offered help conveniently.

Angeline watched as he walked past her. Her expression grew somber as a mix of conflicting feelings stirred within

her.

She knew Evander was still angry with her, but it felt suffocating to communicate with him in this uncertain way. A

look of self-doubt briefly appeared in her eyes.

Yes, I’m ridiculous for overestimating myself. Evander is smart, so why would he believe me?

Angeline felt a sense of relief that she had not revealed the truth. She had a feeling that something was not right

about her sexual assault from five years ago.

I might’ve found my child, but what about Hanson’s ring? The fact that it was discovered in Joseline’s drawer is hard

to ignore. If it were not connected to the sexual assault incident that occurred five years ago, Hanson would not

have placed it there without reason.

Until now, Angeline couldn’t be sure whether Evander had anything to do with the ring.

She was aware that Evander would fly into a rage if he found out that she had suspicions about him without any

valid reason.

Angeline was filled with despair. With a bitter laugh, she resignedly trudged toward the shower.

The advertisement shoot proceeded without any issues. Even though Denise taunted Angeline on set, Angeline did

not falter. She found ways to make things difficult for Denise, causing the latter to be scolded by the director

multiple times.

When filming finally came to an end, the director presented a bouquet of lilies to Angeline along with an invitation

card. Beaming, he said, “Thank you for working hard, Ms. Sorelle.”

“I’m merely doing my job. I’m glad I didn’t cause you any trouble.” Angeline looked at the invitation card and asked,

“What is this?”

“Did your manager tell you that you’ll have to attend an event on our company’s behalf? Your mission is to promote

our brand to the public.”

“Oh, she didn’t tell me about that.” Angeline’s brows furrowed.

A company needed to promote its brand using famous individuals, but Angeline had only agreed to work with

reputable brands like Starlight Jewelry in the past. These brands had their own Public Relations teams that

promoted the brand by leveraging social media trends.

This was the first time she was asked to attend the event personally.

“Ms. Sorelle, please refer to your contract. I believe this term is mentioned on the last page. Ms. Yandell has already

signed the contract,” the director replied.

“Okay. I trust you.” Angeline flashed an apologetic smile and added helplessly, “I’ll make sure to be there on time.”

The contract clearly outlined this term, so she decided not to back out on her commitment. If she were to do so,

she would have to pay a significant amount of compensation for breaking the contract.

When Angeline walked out of the studio, the driver drove the minivan out of the garage. Angeline got into the

vehicle.

She swapped her ten centimeters high heels for a pair of flats, then reached into her pocket and pulled out her

phone. Dialing Nancy’s number, she waited for an answer.

“Hello?” Nancy’s voice sounded breathy, as though she had just woken up a while ago.

Angeline’s eyes lit up excitedly. “Ooh, you must be having fun overseas! Won’t you introduce me to your new

lover?”

“Stop it, Angeline,” Nancy replied, sounding shy. She then quickly changed the subject. “What do you need from

me?”

“About attending the event for Moistdore Cosmetics. Why didn’t you tell me anything about it? You know I’m

currently occupied with taking care of Sebastian, and I don’t have time for anything else.”

“That’s exactly why you should attend more events to help you relax. Honestly, you look exhausted from working so

hard recently.”