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.”

However, the moment he lifted his fork, it was as if his appetite was

then handed the empty

understood what he

to dissipate the heat and

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

stomachs, the food on the

finishing their dinner, the three of them played some games

of an eye, it was already half past

check the time. Noticing that it was late,

I want to play.” Floretta pouted. She

should be in bed already,” Evander replied

and blinked her eyes cutely. “Daddy, I noticed a big guest room in Angel’s house a while

He could not comprehend why

awkward 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

would not be appropriate for him to spend

Evander denied Floretta flatly. He took the game console away from her hand

before bursting into tears. She was likely to

Daddy. Daddy is a bad person. It’s

but his heart immediately softened when he saw his

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

her,”

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

arm to let Angeline see while

Floretta for a while before the latter finally toned down her crying. She buried herself into Angeline’s embrace

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

be too troublesome,” Evander

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

the bathroom and bathed