Her Precious Baby

Chapter 40

Like any other child, Floretta did not have a patient personality. The girl’s attention gradually drifted to the play area after she waited for the food for a short while. “Daddy, can I go over there to play?”

Seeing that the playing area was well within his line of vision, Evander felt more assured. “Go ahead.”

“Thank you, Daddy!” Excitement filled Floretta’s gaze, and she eagerly got off the chair and darted toward the ocean ball pool.

As Angeline watched the chirpy girl’s retreating figure, she could not help but lift the corners of her lips into a faint smile. “Floretta is at the age where she’s the most playful and active. You can’t always let her stay at home.”

As soon as those words fell, Evander turned grim and cast her a displeased look.

“I’m sorry. It’s just a casual remark of mine. Don’t take it to heart,” Angeline hastily explained, as she was made nervous by the man’s intense stares.

“Floretta is a special case. I hope you won’t poke your nose in our family matters, Ms. Sorelle.” Evander shot her an icy look.

She flashed an okay sign with her fingers and kept her mouth shut.

Evander leaned back in his chair, appearing lost in his thoughts while gazing at that cheerful girl in the play area a distance away.

Angeline’s words had somehow reminded him that Floretta’s identity had always been a secret to the public. That had inadvertently limited the girl’s freedom.

It’s been a long time since I’ve last seen Floretta smiling so brightly. Besides, she’s no longer that young. I can’t possibly hide her at home forever, can I? It seems that it’s about time I should reveal her identity. But making things public means there must be a wedding ceremony first to let the world know who Mrs. Golding is.

Soon after, a waiter served their order, filling their table with an array of food. It was a delicious sight to behold.

Sliding down from the slide, Floretta followed the delicious smell of food and hurried her way through the pool of ocean balls.

She reached out to grab a meatball from the plate, only to get intercepted by Angeline. She held onto the girl’s wrist and gently reminded her, “Floretta, you need to wash your hands before you eat.”

Frustration surged within Floretta as she said grumpily, “I always have Franny to help me at home.”

said before requesting the waiter to bring over

you. Rub your left hand first, then your right. Next, clasp

long before she could follow

look! Are my hands clean now?” asked Floretta joyfully as she

Floretta sitting comfortably in Angeline’s

the Jetroinian food on the table was raw, and the meatballs were big. Noticing that Floretta was having a hard time eating, Angeline ordered a

happily while taking big mouthfuls

tedious chore

Angeline completed the task

time, the plate was

up

tenderly and was about to say something when she heard Evander’s deep voice. “Floretta, be good and sit properly. Ms. Sorelle hasn’t eaten because she’s been

a little taken aback, as it was beyond her imagination that he would speak up

“Children cannot be spoiled.”

within her. At the same time, Floretta quickly got off her lap and sat

to

making a ruckus before the former got out

way, you won’t be allowed to come out anymore,” Evander uttered strictly. It was

Floretta stuck her tongue out and shot Evander a hopeful gaze while tugging Angeline’s sleeve. “Daddy, it’s Thanksgiving tomorrow. Can we invite Angel to

Floretta, who had always been a picky eater, had finished an entire plate of food when Angeline

perhaps it isn’t a bad

and

bewildered she even doubted if her ears

mainly to discuss

not daring to refuse any further, she

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255