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.”

he lifted his fork, it was as if his appetite

handed the empty bowl back to

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

a spoon to dissipate the heat and began to drink

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

Evander’s and Floretta’s hungry stomachs, the food on the table

finishing their dinner, the three of them played some games

an eye, it was already half

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

want to play.” Floretta pouted. She

bed already,” Evander replied firmly

her head and blinked her eyes cutely. “Daddy, I noticed a big guest room in

speechless. He could not comprehend why his daughter was blabbering nonsense

it or not. Having Floretta stay

would not be appropriate for him to spend the night at

Floretta flatly. He took the game console away from her

was likely to have been hurt by Evander during

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

usually heartless, but his heart immediately softened when he saw his daughter

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

her,”

inspected Floretta’s arm for any injuries. She gently asked,

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

before the latter finally toned down her crying. She buried

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

be too troublesome,”

I have nothing scheduled tomorrow anyway, and Floretta looks like she’s about to fall asleep soon,” Angeline said in hushed tones while glancing at Floretta

Floretta to the bathroom and bathed her. After the bath,