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.”

response. However, the moment he lifted his fork, it was as if his appetite was activated. He downed the bowl

then handed the empty bowl

not say a single word, Angeline understood what he wanted, so she refilled his bowl with

spoon to dissipate the heat and began

on her face. Why is he behaving like a kid at his age? The food must be served to him before he’s willing

food on the table was finished in

three of them

of an eye, it was already half past ten at

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

want to play.” Floretta pouted. She was enjoying

be in bed already,” Evander replied

big guest room in

not comprehend why his daughter was blabbering

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

him to

He took the game

She was likely

hate Daddy. Daddy is a bad person. It’s so painful! Help me…” Floretta bawled

usually heartless, but his heart immediately softened

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

pacify her,” Angeline

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

stretched out her arm to let Angeline see while her other

toned down her

her away. She turned to Evander and suggested,

too troublesome,” Evander

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

did not object, Angeline quickly carried Floretta to the bathroom and bathed her. After the