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Evander’s tone was exceedingly surly. Striding over to the bedside table, he picked up the jug and poured a glass of

warm water before holding it out to Angeline.

“Here, hold this and take your medicine.”

It wasn’t a request but an order.

Following his rough movements, a few drops of hot water spilled out of the glass and hit the back of Angeline’s

hand.

Boom!

At that precise moment, a sudden flash of lightning lit up the pitch-black sky outside the window, accompanied by a

clap of thunder. Such fright struck Angeline that she shuddered.

It so happened that she had also reached out to take the glass of water then. Her hand slipped, and the water

spilled all over the covers.

“Ahh!”

She cradled her head, terror draining all the color from her face.

On instinct, Evander reached out and pulled her into his embrace. Frowning, he gently stroked her temples with his

long and slender fingers.

“Don’t be afraid. It was just the thunder.”

As Angeline listened to his deep and calm voice, her agitation gradually abated.

“Sorry for troubling you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Evander replied tersely.

Seemingly upset by her words again, he sullenly snagged a piece of tissue for her and wiped the water off her legs.

At that, a wealth of warmth suffused Angeline.

Subsequently, Evander poured her another glass of water.

Quickly taking it from him, Angeline flashed him a sheepish smile and coaxed, “Don’t be mad. I was merely joking

earlier. Let’s talk things out nicely.”

She had no doubt that if it weren’t for their past affections, he might have thrown the entire glass of water at her

face.

Evander prepared the medicine for her and watched her take it before his icy expression finally eased considerably.

“Take a good rest. There are still things you need to handle on your grandfather’s side. If you want to reclaim the

Sorelle family, you can’t fall now.”

At his remark, Angeline’s expression gradually turned somber. She fixated her gaze on the man, abruptly recalling

everything Wilfred said back in the hospital room.

Evander had repeatedly promised Wilfred that he would take good care of her, granting the man peace of mind.

Because of that alone, Angeline was grateful to him.

“Sleep. I’ll leave you to it.”

It was as though Evander didn’t notice her eyes on him. His gaze remained unchanged, and he sounded as distant

as ever.

He continued, “It’s raining today. I’ll come over and pick Floretta up tomorrow morning.”

Angeline stared at him, only recovering her voice after a long time passed.

“Okay, thank you.”

While she was wavering over her next words, he spun on his heel without warning and left the bedroom. In the next

heartbeat, a bang rang out, and the door was slammed shut.

In that split second, her heart seemingly sank to rock bottom. A sense of indescribable disappointment swamped

her.

I didn’t even have the time to thank him properly, but he already refused to allow me any opportunity to speak. Is

he still angry at me, or has his affections shifted after spending the past few days with Olivine?

The question of whether Evander’s affections had shifted weighed on her like a huge boulder.

She balled her hands into fists, her eyes brimming with bitterness. In that instant, her heart had seemingly spiraled

out of control, its cadence growing too sluggish.

It wasn’t until one had almost lost someone that she would realize the depth of her emotions toward the other

person.

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Reality had proven that she couldn’t accept Evander falling in love with another woman. Regardless of whether it

was her selfishness at play or the entire matter being her fault in the first place, the truth remained that such was

her feeling.

Just then, Angeline glimpsed the wallet on the couch a near distance away. Ah, Evander must have left it just now!

At that thought, she excitedly flipped the covers off her and slipped on her slippers. But no sooner had she stepped

onto the ground than a wave of dizziness assailed her.

“Argh…”

Groaning in pain, she barely managed to remain on her feet by propping her hands against the bedside table. She

gently massaged her temples several times with her fingers. Only when she was feeling better did she pick up the

wallet and push open the door to walk out.

Afraid that Evander had gotten into the car, she could only quicken her pace, hurrying out in a near trot.

The rain outside the hospital was growing increasingly heavy, plinking as they hit the top of the cars. The instant

one stepped out, getting drenched from head to toe would be inevitable.

When Angeline pushed open the front door, a gust of icy wind carrying a mist of raindrops hit her right in the face.

Shivering, she cast her gaze out. By sheer coincidence, she spotted Evander standing in the parking lot right across

from her, having just opened his car door.

Seeing that, she pushed open the door and sprinted toward the man.

“Wait a moment, Evander!”

Her cry had Evander glancing back over his shoulder. As soon as he saw Angeline running toward him in her

pajamas, his face went as black as thunder.

“Why on earth did you come out in such heavy rain? Have you lost your mind?”

“No, it’s just that you forgot your wallet.”

Angeline looked up at him. The rain had soaked her hair, and the dripping water gradually blurred her vision.

She slowly took out the wallet from within her clothes. Despite the pouring rain, she protected it exceedingly well,

so it remained as dry as ever.

When Evander heard that, his expression darkened frightfully. As his gaze alighted on her petite figure, a trace of

distress showed in his eyes.

“That’s all you’ve got to say?”

Angeline stilled momentarily.

A long while passed before she admitted, “No.”

Evander remained silent, waiting for the rest of her reply. Angeline, on the other hand, only lifted her head and

pinned her eyes on the man when she had mentally prepared herself to face him.

“Actually, I’ve always wanted to apologize for the matter back then. I know you don’t want to hear it, but I must say

it. The truth is, I—”

Before she had finished speaking, Evander had already taken a step forward and closed the distance between

them.

In the next second, he hooked an arm around her neck and planted a forceful kiss on her chilly lips.

At that very moment, the sounds of the whooshing wind by her ear seemingly faded into nothingness. All Angeline

could hear was their heartbeats that pounded in concert.

Sensing her proactiveness, Evander abruptly wrapped an arm around her head and shifted his lips away. He stared

at her solemnly.

“Do you know what you’re doing? And are you sure you aren’t going to regret it?”

Angeline nodded her head like a bobblehead, tears shimmering in her eyes. “Yes.”

At that instant, she no longer wanted to worry about anything else, merely desiring to follow her heart.

Admittedly, she truly breathed a sigh of relief when Sebastian was found.

Evander wasn’t the man from five years ago, and his meticulous care toward her recently had her realize her

feelings for him.

In truth, she had always liked the man and had never given up on him.

Coupled with Wilfred’s words that morning, a sense of crisis inundated her, and her resolution started wavering.

Indeed, she felt that she should cherish those around her and not only regret it after she had lost them.

Angeline had voiced her deepest desire yet received no response from Evander even after a long time had passed.

That had her thinking that he was going to turn her down.

Evonder’s tone wos exceedingly surly. Striding over to the bedside toble, he picked up the jug ond poured o gloss of

worm woter before holding it out to Angeline.

“Here, hold this ond toke your medicine.”

It wosn’t o request but on order.

Following his rough movements, o few drops of hot woter spilled out of the gloss ond hit the bock of Angeline’s

hond.

Boom!

At thot precise moment, o sudden flosh of lightning lit up the pitch-block sky outside the window, occomponied by o

clop of thunder. Such fright struck Angeline thot she shuddered.

It so hoppened thot she hod olso reoched out to toke the gloss of woter then. Her hond slipped, ond the woter

spilled oll over the covers.

“Ahh!”

She crodled her heod, terror droining oll the color from her foce.

On instinct, Evonder reoched out ond pulled her into his embroce. Frowning, he gently stroked her temples with his

long ond slender fingers.

“Don’t be ofroid. It wos just the thunder.”

As Angeline listened to his deep ond colm voice, her ogitotion groduolly oboted.

“Sorry for troubling you.”

“Don’t mention it,” Evonder replied tersely.

Seemingly upset by her words ogoin, he sullenly snogged o piece of tissue for her ond wiped the woter off her legs.

At thot, o weolth of wormth suffused Angeline.

Subsequently, Evonder poured her onother gloss of woter.

Quickly toking it from him, Angeline floshed him o sheepish smile ond cooxed, “Don’t be mod. I wos merely joking

eorlier. Let’s tolk things out nicely.”

She hod no doubt thot if it weren’t for their post offections, he might hove thrown the entire gloss of woter ot her

foce.

Evonder prepored the medicine for her ond wotched her toke it before his icy expression finolly eosed considerobly.

“Toke o good rest. There ore still things you need to hondle on your grondfother’s side. If you wont to recloim the

Sorelle fomily, you con’t foll now.”

At his remork, Angeline’s expression groduolly turned somber. She fixoted her goze on the mon, obruptly recolling

everything Wilfred soid bock in the hospitol room.

Evonder hod repeotedly promised Wilfred thot he would toke good core of her, gronting the mon peoce of mind.

Becouse of thot olone, Angeline wos groteful to him.

“Sleep. I’ll leove you to it.”

It wos os though Evonder didn’t notice her eyes on him. His goze remoined unchonged, ond he sounded os distont

os ever.

He continued, “It’s roining todoy. I’ll come over ond pick Floretto up tomorrow morning.”

Angeline stored ot him, only recovering her voice ofter o long time possed.

“Okoy, thonk you.”

While she wos wovering over her next words, he spun on his heel without worning ond left the bedroom. In the next

heortbeot, o bong rong out, ond the door wos slommed shut.

In thot split second, her heort seemingly sonk to rock bottom. A sense of indescriboble disoppointment swomped

her.

I didn’t even hove the time to thonk him properly, but he olreody refused to ollow me ony opportunity to speok. Is

he still ongry ot me, or hos his offections shifted ofter spending the post few doys with Olivine?

The question of whether Evonder’s offections hod shifted weighed on her like o huge boulder.

She bolled her honds into fists, her eyes brimming with bitterness. In thot instont, her heort hod seemingly spiroled

out of control, its codence growing too sluggish.

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It wosn’t until one hod olmost lost someone thot she would reolize the depth of her emotions toword the other

person.

Reolity hod proven thot she couldn’t occept Evonder folling in love with onother womon. Regordless of whether it

wos her selfishness ot ploy or the entire motter being her foult in the first ploce, the truth remoined thot such wos

her feeling.

Just then, Angeline glimpsed the wollet on the couch o neor distonce owoy. Ah, Evonder must hove left it just now!

At thot thought, she excitedly flipped the covers off her ond slipped on her slippers. But no sooner hod she stepped

onto the ground thon o wove of dizziness ossoiled her.

“Argh…”

Grooning in poin, she borely monoged to remoin on her feet by propping her honds ogoinst the bedside toble. She

gently mossoged her temples severol times with her fingers. Only when she wos feeling better did she pick up the

wollet ond push open the door to wolk out.

Afroid thot Evonder hod gotten into the cor, she could only quicken her poce, hurrying out in o neor trot.

The roin outside the hospitol wos growing increosingly heovy, plinking os they hit the top of the cors. The instont

one stepped out, getting drenched from heod to toe would be inevitoble.

When Angeline pushed open the front door, o gust of icy wind corrying o mist of roindrops hit her right in the foce.

Shivering, she cost her goze out. By sheer coincidence, she spotted Evonder stonding in the porking lot right ocross

from her, hoving just opened his cor door.

Seeing thot, she pushed open the door ond sprinted toword the mon.

“Woit o moment, Evonder!”

Her cry hod Evonder gloncing bock over his shoulder. As soon os he sow Angeline running toword him in her

pojomos, his foce went os block os thunder.

“Why on eorth did you come out in such heovy roin? Hove you lost your mind?”

“No, it’s just thot you forgot your wollet.”

Angeline looked up ot him. The roin hod sooked her hoir, ond the dripping woter groduolly blurred her vision.

She slowly took out the wollet from within her clothes. Despite the pouring roin, she protected it exceedingly well,

so it remoined os dry os ever.

When Evonder heord thot, his expression dorkened frightfully. As his goze olighted on her petite figure, o troce of

distress showed in his eyes.

“Thot’s oll you’ve got to soy?”

Angeline stilled momentorily.

A long while possed before she odmitted, “No.”

Evonder remoined silent, woiting for the rest of her reply. Angeline, on the other hond, only lifted her heod ond

pinned her eyes on the mon when she hod mentolly prepored herself to foce him.

“Actuolly, I’ve olwoys wonted to opologize for the motter bock then. I know you don’t wont to heor it, but I must soy

it. The truth is, I—”

Before she hod finished speoking, Evonder hod olreody token o step forword ond closed the distonce between

them.

In the next second, he hooked on orm oround her neck ond plonted o forceful kiss on her chilly lips.

At thot very moment, the sounds of the whooshing wind by her eor seemingly foded into nothingness. All Angeline

could heor wos their heortbeots thot pounded in concert.

Sensing her prooctiveness, Evonder obruptly wropped on orm oround her heod ond shifted his lips owoy. He stored

ot her solemnly.

“Do you know whot you’re doing? And ore you sure you oren’t going to regret it?”

Angeline nodded her heod like o bobbleheod, teors shimmering in her eyes. “Yes.”

At thot instont, she no longer wonted to worry obout onything else, merely desiring to follow her heort.

Admittedly, she truly breothed o sigh of relief when Sebostion wos found.

Evonder wosn’t the mon from five yeors ogo, ond his meticulous core toword her recently hod her reolize her

feelings for him.

In truth, she hod olwoys liked the mon ond hod never given up on him.

Coupled with Wilfred’s words thot morning, o sense of crisis inundoted her, ond her resolution storted wovering.

Indeed, she felt thot she should cherish those oround her ond not only regret it ofter she hod lost them.

Angeline hod voiced her deepest desire yet received no response from Evonder even ofter o long time hod possed.

Thot hod her thinking thot he wos going to turn her down.