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 appetite was activated. He downed

handed the empty bowl back to

understood what

stirred the soup with a spoon to dissipate the heat and began to drink it

his age? The food must be served to him before he’s willing to eat… I

stomachs, the food on the table was

three of them played some games for a

of an eye, it was already

it was late, he

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

should be in bed already,” Evander replied firmly with a solemn

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

He could not comprehend why his daughter was blabbering

not decide whether to allow it or not. Having Floretta stay for the night was not an issue, but Evander was a grown man. Moreover, he had

be appropriate for him to spend the

Floretta flatly. He took the game

was likely to have been hurt by Evander during the

Daddy. Daddy is a bad person. It’s

heartless, but his heart immediately

with his slender fingers, thinking of how to deal with the situation. Just then, Angeline

pacify her,” Angeline

inspected Floretta’s arm for any injuries. She gently

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

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

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

troublesome,”

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

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