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.”

if his

then handed the empty bowl

word, Angeline understood what he

spoon to dissipate the heat and began

watched him with a resigned look on her face. Why is he behaving like a kid at his age?

hungry stomachs, the food on the table was finished in

their dinner, the three of them

eye, it

at his luxury watch to check the time. Noticing that it was late, he said in a deep

go home. I want to play.” Floretta pouted. She was enjoying herself

bed already,”

blinked her eyes cutely. “Daddy, I noticed a big

He could not comprehend why his

because of Floretta’s innocent remark. She could not decide whether to allow it or not. Having Floretta stay for the night was not an issue,

for him to spend

to decide,” Evander denied Floretta flatly. He took the game console away from her hand before carrying her into his arms and

a while before bursting into tears. She was

person. It’s so painful! Help me…” Floretta bawled

heartless, but his heart immediately softened when he

to deal with the situation. Just then, Angeline stretched out her arms

pacify her,” Angeline

gently asked, “Where does it hurt? Shall I blow some kisses on

She stretched out her arm to let Angeline see while her other arm

down her crying. She buried herself into

her away. She turned to Evander and suggested, “Mr. Golding, why don’t you let

too troublesome,”

anyway, and Floretta looks like she’s about to fall

Angeline quickly carried Floretta to the bathroom and bathed her. After the bath, Angeline took Floretta to her