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.

focus on the dough as he crimped

looked so serious as if he was creating the

Floretta had created a chubby smiley face and had

their eyes fell on Evander’s board, and they were

board varied

her head and asked innocently, “Wow, Daddy,

it in, Angeline burst

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

and marched out of the

Floretta pursed their lips,

hands happily when the apple hand pies were placed in the

but the latter insisted Angeline help her instead. In the end, Angeline had no choice but to oblige and follow

Angeline filled the bathtub with warm water. Then, she checked the toiletries, only to find the children’s shower gel had finished. Looks like Francesca didn’t have the time

to wait in the bathroom. After asking Francesca, she found out that the new bottles of shower gel were stored in the guest

Francesca was 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

out to grab a bottle of shower

this the one

man’s deep voice rang out beside her ears

was, Angeline froze and

to look up. All she saw was

head. The surprise was evident in his eyes as he studied Angeline’s delicate side

had never looked at her carefully and had just realized that she

very least, and she seemed exceptionally patient, especially when it came to taking care of children as if she

Mr. Golding.” Angeline took the shower gel, blushing from the stare he gave

for the refreshing fragrance made her

Angeline in the guest room. The second she saw the scene in the

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

out her phone and sneakily took a few pictures

Creak!

was leaning against moved, causing Evander and Angeline to look