Chapter 114


    Hearing Ss’ report, Evander frowned as his gaze turned dark.


    “Was it a coincidence?”


    Back then, he told Ss to pay the nurse a huge sum of money so she would keep it a secret. He also


    sent his men to keep an eye on her regrly.


    It was normal for idents to happen, but the nurse happened to die when he began investigating


    Floretta’s birth mother.


    Hence, it felt like there was more to things than met the eye.


    “Mr. Golding, I sent our men to investigate the matter and discovered the nurse drank alcohol before


    she died. Besides, her car’s brakes weren’t working. It seemed like a murder.”


    Hearing that, Evander ordered sternly, “Carry on with the investigation.”


    He knew trouble would ensue once someone revealed Floretta’s identity on purpose.


    Besides, if the nurse was murdered, it meant there was something amiss about Floretta’s birth mother’s


    identity, too. It was clear that the matter wasn’t as simple as he thought it was.


    After the call ended, Evander took a long time to calm down. Leaning against the wall, he lit up a


    cigarette.


    “It’s hot…”


    Right then, Angeline started sobbing inside the room.


    Hearing her sobs, Evander tossed away the remainder of his cigarette and stomped on it with his


    leather shoe.


    He then opened the door and went into the room.


    Angeline was still lying on the bed, but her posture was different from before. She had kicked away her


    nket due to her high body temperature.


    Evander, who was standing in the doorway, frowned as he remembered something.


    He recalled Angeline mentioning she hated the smell of cigarettes. Thus, he went to the bathroom and


    took a shower to wash away the smell that lingered on his body.


    Only after making sure his body was clean and no longer reeked of smoke did he exit the bathroom.


    Angeline was frowning in bed, seemingly disturbed in her sleep.


    The light yellow sheets made her look extra tender, unlike her usual self. Evander sat beside the bed


    and gazed at her face.


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    She often wears a suit of armor to protect herself. However, she’s fragile at heart. I want nothing but to


    protect her.


    Evander recalled her expression when she was probing about the spokesperson contract and what


    happened afterward. A trace of warmth flitted across his eyes.


    Oh, how time flies. Angeline barged into my life without warning and settled deep in my heart without


    me realizing it.


    Angeline felt like she had been sleeping for over a century. Her body was thrown around helplessly,


    and she struggled to breathe as though she had fallen into the ocean. Despite her efforts to get ashore,


    she would be swept back into the sea when the shore was mere inches away from her.


    In a daze, she sensed someone taking her temperature and tucking her in.


    The sensation of someone caring for her felt warm, but she was still gued by countless nightmares.


    “Dad, Mom, don’t leave me,” she cried.


    She had a shback of the rainy night five years ago before she gave birth. Held captive in the vige,


    she broke down after learning that her parents were involved in a car ident.


    There wasn’t any car in the vige, so she had to walk all the way to the hospital in the city while


    holding her bulging stomach.


    As the lightning shed and thunder boomed, she couldn’t hold on to her umbre. It flew away, and


    she was drenched in the rain.


    Overwhelmed by grief, she passed out on the streets. Fortunately, an elderly man saved her and


    brought her to the hospital, so her child was safe.


    s, she didn’t get to see her parents for onest time. When she regained consciousness, they had


    already been buried.


    She rushed to the funeral, but Joseline refused to show her their parents’ autopsy report or tell her


    about the details of the car ident. Instead, the Sorelle family called her a jinx.


    Later, she nearly suffered from depression and moved to the countryside until she went intobor.


    She had a difficult delivery that day, and she remembered sweating buckets from the anguish. Amidst


    the excruciating pain, she grabbed the nurse’s arm and pleaded, “Please save my child.”


    Soon, she finally gave birth to her baby. Hearing the baby’s cries, she felt as though a burden was lifted


    from her shoulders. She thought life was full of hope once again.


    s, she had no idea the nurse would take away her baby when she didn’t even get to see her face.


    “N-No! Don’t take away my baby!” she yelled in despair, iling her arms about to grab the nket that


    was used to wrap her baby in. However, she caught nothing but air.


    It was a devastating feeling. Suddenly, she opened her eyes and woke up from her nightmare.


    The noise from her nightmare faded away as she observed the room and gasped for air.


    Slowly, she regained her senses and btedly realized something. I was so engrossed in finding my


    baby’s whereabouts that I forgot about my parents’ cause of death. Did they really die in a car


    ident?


    As that thought struck her, Angeline felt her heart racing as cold sweat drenched her back.


    “Are you okay?”


    She was lost in her thoughts when a man’s deep voice rang out behind her.


    Whipping her body around, she saw Evander in her bed. Scared out of her wits, she parted her lips and


    screamed out loud as her eyes turned as wide as saucers.


    “Why are you yelling?” Evander knitted his brows in displeasure.


    “W-Why are you sleeping in my bed?” Angeline demanded as she gripped her nket in fear.


    Evander found her nervous reaction funny. “Don’t worry. I’m not a b*stard. Look at your clothes. They


    are still intact, right?”


    Hearing that, Angeline calmed down and threw her nket aside to see that she was still d in the


    long dress she changed into after recording the show. No one had touched it.


    She exhaled and rxed.


    “What happened to me?” She massaged her aching head as difort red up within her body.


    Evander got out of bed and got her a ss of water. “You caught a fever and held my hand the whole


    night while talking in your sleep. Did you forget what you did?”


    Angeline’s eyes went wide in confusion.


    All I remember is feeling ufortable after jumping into the stream. I asked the director for a leave of


    absence and came back to my room to rest. Then, I fell asleep and slept for a long time. I had no idea


    Evander was the one who took care of me.


    Angeline’s cheeks turned as red as a tomato. She wanted nothing more than the ground to open up


    and swallow her.


    “I’m sorry for the trouble, Mr. Golding. I owe you a favor. I know you don’t need anything, but if Golding


    Group needs me, I can shoot an advertisement for yourpany for free.”


    She didn’t have much to offer and could only do her best to make it up to him.


    “Are you in such a hurry to distance yourself from me?” Evander questioned in a deep voice. His gaze


    was dark, and he seemed upset.


    Angeline felt aggrieved to hear his using tone. Pursing her lips, she said sarcastically, “Mr. Golding,


    didn’t you remind me to stay away from the Golding family earlier? Have you changed your mind?”


    Evander’s sharp gazended on her as he replied without hesitation, “Yes, I’ve changed my mind.”


    “What?” Angeline gaped incredulously. She couldn’t wrap her mind around his answer.


    “I said, I take that back,” Evander exined patiently.


    He then bent over to wrap her in his embrace.


    Angeline stared at him in astonishment as her body stiffened.