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 if he was creating the world’s greatest

minutes 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 made some openings

Evander’s board, and they

board varied in sizes

asked innocently, “Wow, Daddy, did you make a

to hold it in, Angeline burst out laughing while hugging

himself to remain calm as he flattened the “poo” with his

hands and marched out of the kitchen without

Floretta pursed their lips, smiling

clapped her hands happily when the apple hand pies were placed

but the latter insisted Angeline help her instead. In the

she checked the toiletries, only to find the children’s shower gel had finished. Looks like Francesca didn’t have the time to replace it

After asking Francesca, she found out that the new bottles

room alone. The shelf was filled

reached out to grab a bottle of shower

the one you

a man’s deep voice rang out beside her ears as an arm passed over the top of her

it was, Angeline froze and nodded robotically.

did not dare to look up. All she saw was the shadow on the

and lowered his head. The surprise was evident in his eyes as he

looked at her carefully and

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

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

Evander had just finished showering, for the refreshing fragrance made her want to take

for Angeline in the guest room. The second she saw the scene in the room, she clamped her hands over her mouth, her

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

phone and sneakily took a few pictures

Creak!

door she was leaning against moved, causing Evander and Angeline to