Her Precious Baby

However, Angeline was too anxious that she, too, had forgotten about the slippery floor. Her body leaned forward, and she was about to crash to the ground when a large arm grabbed hold of her.

Surprised, she looked up and saw Evander holding both her and Floretta, each in one arm.

Floretta chuckled, her gaze darting from Evander to Angeline. Immediately, her eyes lit up, and she asked, “Angel, shouldn’t you consider becoming my mommy since Daddy hugged you?”

Evander froze while Angeline blushed.

She scrambled out of Evander’s arms and stood up, correcting Floretta, “Watch your words. Your daddy has a fiancée already. Come on. Let’s continue making apple hand pies.”

The moment Floretta heard the words “apple hand pies,” she ignored Evander in an instant and skipped toward Angeline to continue making the pastries.

Suddenly, Angeline turned around to glance at Evander. “Mr. Golding, you haven’t been spending much time with Floretta, right? Do you want to join us?”

Evander could not help but feel bad when he saw Floretta kneading the dough seriously. She’s right. I don’t think I’ve been spending much time with Floretta recently.

Just as he was lost in his thoughts, an apron was stuffed into his arms.

Standing in front of him, Angeline said with a smile, “Francesca says Floretta hasn’t been this happy. I’m sure she’ll be delighted if you could make apple hand pies with her.”

Evander frowned with disgust at the pink floral apron in his arms.

Regardless, he still followed Angeline to the countertop. Floretta helped him put on the apron in a clumsy manner and said sweetly, “Remember to pay attention, Daddy.”

Evander was speechless.

Just like that, Angeline had successfully recruited a father and a daughter as her students.

Evander followed Angeline’s actions mindlessly, mixing the flour and making the filling. Finally, they reached the final step, which was to wrap the fillings with the pastry.

“Most apple hand pies sold out there are shaped like semi-circles, but we don’t have to be so strict. We can let our imagination go wild and make whatever shape we want,” Angeline said professionally.

“Got it!” Floretta raised her hand excitedly.

deadpan as usual, Evander poured all his focus on the dough

serious as if he was creating

later, Angeline had created rabbit and bear-shaped apple hand pies. At the same time, Floretta had created a chubby smiley face

eyes fell on Evander’s board, and they

pastries on his board varied in sizes and

innocently, “Wow, Daddy, did you make

to hold it in, Angeline burst

ignorance, he forced himself to remain calm as

marched

lips, smiling as they

her hands happily when the apple hand pies were placed

wanted to take Floretta for a bath, but the latter insisted Angeline help her instead. In the end, Angeline had no choice but

checked the toiletries, only to find the children’s shower gel had finished. Looks like

Francesca, she found out that

step away from her spot, Angeline went to the guest room alone. The shelf was filled with new towels, and to her dismay, the shower gel was

and reached out to grab

this the

voice rang out beside her ears as an

it was, Angeline froze and

to look up. All she saw was the shadow on the shelf

grabbed a towel and lowered his head. The surprise was evident in his eyes as he studied Angeline’s delicate side

carefully and had just realized

the other women out there, at the very least, and she seemed exceptionally patient, especially when it came to

the shower gel, blushing from the stare he gave her. She felt as if the temperature of the guest room had

figured Evander had just finished showering, for the refreshing

room. The second she saw the scene in the room, she clamped her hands over her mouth, her eyes glinting

by the recent happenings, I think Angel is going to become my mommy soon. Hmm… But I think I

and sneakily took

Creak!

leaning against moved, causing Evander and Angeline to