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 as he

looked so serious as if he was creating the world’s

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

board, and

pastries on his board varied in sizes and

tilted her head and asked innocently, “Wow, Daddy, did you make a pile

it in, Angeline burst

expression turned as dark as thunder. Feigning ignorance, he forced himself to remain calm as he flattened the “poo” with

hands and marched out of the kitchen without a

pursed their lips,

clapped her hands happily when the apple hand pies were placed

the latter insisted Angeline help her instead. In the end,

bathtub with warm water. Then, she checked the toiletries, only to find the children’s shower gel had finished. Looks like Francesca

out that the new bottles

busy and unable to 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 placed on top

out to

this the

man’s deep voice rang out beside her ears as an arm passed over

who it was, Angeline froze and nodded robotically. “Yes, that’s the

up. All she saw

a towel and lowered his head. The surprise was evident in his eyes

never looked at her carefully and had just realized that

she seemed exceptionally patient, especially

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

finished showering, for the refreshing fragrance made her want to

second she saw the scene in the room, she clamped her

is going to become my mommy soon. Hmm… But

pulled out her phone and sneakily took a few

Creak!

leaning against moved, causing Evander and