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.

all his focus on the

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

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

their eyes fell on Evander’s board,

board varied

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

to hold it in, Angeline burst out laughing

turned as dark as thunder. Feigning ignorance, he forced himself to remain calm as he

his hands and marched out of the kitchen without a

lips, smiling as they

clapped her hands happily when the apple hand pies were placed in the oven.

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

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

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

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 her dismay, the shower

and reached out to grab a bottle

the one

voice rang out beside her ears as an arm passed over the

who it was, Angeline froze and

All she saw was

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

at her carefully and had just realized

and she seemed exceptionally patient, especially when it came to taking care of

from the stare he gave her. She felt as if the

showering, for the refreshing

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

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

pulled out her phone and sneakily took a few pictures

Creak!

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