Her Precious Baby

“Wow, everything looks so delicious. Thank you for your hard work, Angel,” Floretta complimented. She climbed onto a chair and happily gave a peck on Angeline’s cheek.

As she watched the adorable Floretta, Angeline’s weariness was gone instantly. She delightfully rubbed Floretta’s head and teased, “What a glib tongue you have. I specially cooked these dishes for you and your father. Go ahead and dig in.”

“I shall eat to my heart’s content!” Floretta sat on the chair obediently, staring at the food excitedly with a tiny spoon in her hand.

Evander sat beside Floretta. From his position, he could see Angeline clearly, who was opposite him.

He noticed that she had changed into a loose-fitting top. Yet, he could not stop thinking about her in her drenched tank top. It would not be an exaggeration to say he found her previous appearance provoking.

“Floretta, have some of my signature dish—vegetable beef soup.” Angeline did not seem to notice anything odd with Evander’s expression. She eagerly scooped a bowl of steaming hot soup for Floretta.

Floretta drank a mouthful and immediately exclaimed, “Wow, it’s so yummy. Daddy, you should try some too.”

“You help yourself. I’m not drinking it,” Evander replied aloofly. He had not touched his food since he sat down.

Angeline knitted her brows and probed cautiously, “Mr. Golding, is the food not to your liking?”

Angeline could not wrap her head around it as she looked at Evander’s sullen expression.

Something’s not right. I purposely cooked a few dishes of varying tastes because I didn’t know his preference. I’m sure there must be at least one dish that he wouldn’t mind!

Floretta, on the other hand, seemed to know the reason. She cheerfully explained, “Angel, if you don’t mind, please help Daddy to scoop a bowl of soup!”

Huh? What does she mean by that?

Angeline was puzzled by Floretta’s words, but she heeded her advice and scooped a bowl of soup for Evander.

She politely said as she served the soup to him, “Mr. Golding, I apologize if it doesn’t suit your taste, but please try to have a few sips.”

response. However, the moment he lifted his fork, it was as if his appetite was activated. He downed the bowl of

handed the empty

did not say a single word, Angeline understood what he wanted, so

dissipate

Why is he behaving like a kid at his age? The food must be served to him before he’s willing to eat… I don’t understand him

food on the

their dinner, the three of them played

a blink of an eye, it was

watch to check the time. Noticing that it was late, he said in a deep voice, “Floretta, it’s late. We should

want to play.” Floretta pouted. She was enjoying herself and did not want

bed already,” Evander replied

I noticed a big guest room in Angel’s house

He could not comprehend why his daughter

could not decide whether to allow it or not. Having Floretta stay for the night was not an issue,

not be appropriate for him to spend the

denied Floretta flatly. He took the game console away from her hand before carrying her into his arms and

tears. She was likely to

hate Daddy. Daddy is a bad person. It’s so painful! Help me…” Floretta bawled

his heart immediately

slender fingers, thinking of how to deal with the situation. Just then, Angeline stretched out her

her,”

for any injuries. She gently

out her arm to let Angeline see while her

down her crying. She buried herself into Angeline’s embrace and whimpered

away. She turned to Evander and suggested, “Mr. Golding, why

too troublesome,” Evander

looks like she’s about to fall asleep soon,”

to the bathroom and bathed her. After the