Her Precious Baby

Floretta was lying on her stomach on the carpet in the living room. Cradling her chin with her palms, she was secretly giggling while watching the drama unfold.

At that moment, she understood the situation.

Daddy and Angel are both shy people. If I want Angel to become my mommy, Jacob and I must do something to push them.

With that thought in mind, she let out a long sigh.

Jeez, it’s all Daddy’s fault for not knowing how to pursue a woman he likes. I’m only five years old, and it’s not easy for me to find myself a mommy.

In the kitchen, Angeline was teaching Evander how to make the first dish—prawn salad. She held a spatula in one hand and a plate of prawns in another. Once the oil was hot, she poured all the prawns into the pan.

She was in a hurry as it was getting late, so she didn’t even wait until the water in the pan had dried up.

A sizzling sound could be heard as soon as the prawns were poured into the pan, and a few droplets of scalding oil landed on her arm. The burning pain caused her to shudder.

Crack! At that moment, a cluster of flames sprang up from the pan, causing Angeline to jump a step back in shock.

Evander, who was standing behind her, immediately wrapped his arms around her. Nervousness was written all over that handsome face of his.

“Watch out!”

Before Angeline could say anything, he immediately dragged her out of the kitchen.

“Hey, what are you doing?” Angeline asked anxiously as she stomped her feet in irritation.

“It’s dangerous in the kitchen.”

Evander’s face was grim as he looked her up and down. After making sure that she was not injured, he ordered her, “I’m going to turn off the gas. Be good and wait here for me.”

to enter the kitchen, Angeline quickly grabbed his arm and said,

into Angeline’s nostrils. She held her

and filled a bowl with some water

of prawns was overcooked

spot with awkwardness lining his face. For a

rolled all over the carpet while cuddling Floretta, tears almost streaming down his face. “See? I was right! Angie, you should’ve let me help you

in on a secret. Daddy once cooked something for me

He caressed Floretta’s cheek and said sympathetically, “You poor kid! Did you turn into a tiny

increasingly grim as

as though a thunderstorm

sympathy. As a successful and influential businessman, he probably didn’t expect to be laughed at because

enough. Stop laughing,” Angeline said as she tried to ease the tension in the air. “When I first started cooking, I even threw the pan away because I

she patiently said, “I’ll teach you to cook next time. It’s late today. Go

like a little child, “Angie, that’s not fair. You’ve never used such a gentle tone when you

What is wrong with these

to get involved in their childish feud, she ignored them and shut the kitchen door as she cleaned up the

improved when he saw how Angeline didn’t give Jacob any special treatment. The anger he felt when

moment, he himself was surprised to notice the fluctuations

so bothered by Angeline and Jacob’s relationship? Was Floretta’s

dishes were served. There were scrambled eggs, buffalo wings, pork stew, and a pot of vegetable

“Wow, these are delicious! Angie, you’re such a catch! You’re pretty

ear to ear upon hearing

as he dug

Angeline was no exception. She felt bad for Jacob upon seeing the way he wolfed the food down as if he had been starving, so

more in

Floretta looked up from her bowl and blinked before she innocently asked, “Jac, since you’re

“Um…”

the charred scent that wafted into the living room a moment

a wry smile and served Floretta