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.”

his arm and said, “It’s not on fire. Have

Angeline’s nostrils. She

filled a bowl with some water before pouring it into the

the whole pan of prawns was

misunderstanding, Evander stood rooted to the spot with awkwardness lining his face. For a moment, he didn’t know

while cuddling Floretta, tears almost streaming down his face.

and did not hesitate to mock her father. “I’ll let you in on a secret. Daddy once cooked something for me on a

that, Jacob laughed even harder. He caressed Floretta’s cheek and said sympathetically, “You poor kid! Did you turn into a tiny yellow chick after eating a

expression turned increasingly grim as the

seemed as though a thunderstorm was

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

to ease the tension in the air. “When I first started cooking, I even threw

patiently said, “I’ll teach you to cook next time. It’s late today. Go outside for a while, and the

tone, Jacob immediately got jealous and complained like a little child, “Angie, that’s not

is wrong with these two

them and shut the kitchen

instantly improved when he saw how Angeline didn’t give Jacob any special treatment. The anger he felt when they were laughing at him

surprised to notice the fluctuations in his emotions that were related

Angeline and Jacob’s relationship? Was Floretta’s tantrums the only reason I came

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

grabbed his fork and tasted every single dish before complimenting, “Wow, these are delicious! Angie, you’re

to ear upon hearing his

as he

praised, and 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 the

before she innocently asked, “Jac, since you’re so supportive,

“Um…”

he thought of the charred scent that wafted

shook her head with a wry smile and served Floretta some soup, too. “He’s just