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.”

his fork, it was as if his appetite was activated. He downed the bowl of soup in

then handed the empty bowl back to

single word, Angeline understood what he wanted, so she refilled his

dissipate the heat

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

stomachs, the food

the three of them

an eye, it was already

it was late, he said in

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

You should be in bed already,”

I noticed a big guest room in Angel’s house

speechless. He could not comprehend why his

innocent remark. She could not decide whether to allow it or not. Having Floretta stay for the night was not an issue, but Evander was

not be appropriate for him to spend the

for you to decide,” Evander denied Floretta flatly. He took the game console away from

while before bursting into tears. She was likely to have been hurt by

Daddy. Daddy is a bad person. It’s so painful!

but his heart immediately softened

with the situation. Just then, Angeline stretched out her

her,” Angeline

for any injuries. She gently asked, “Where does it hurt? Shall

Floretta uttered tiredly. She stretched out her arm to let Angeline see while her other arm

before the latter finally toned down her crying. She buried herself into Angeline’s

her away. She turned to Evander and suggested, “Mr. Golding, why don’t you let Floretta stay with me for the

troublesome,” Evander responded

Floretta looks like she’s about to fall asleep soon,” Angeline said in hushed tones while

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