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.”

was about to enter the kitchen, Angeline quickly grabbed his arm and said, “It’s not on fire. Have you never

wafted into Angeline’s nostrils. She held her forehead as despair

bowl with some water before pouring it

pan of prawns was overcooked and had all turned

stood rooted to the spot with awkwardness lining his face.

carpet while cuddling Floretta, tears

“I’ll let you in on a secret. Daddy once cooked something for me on a whim. The eggs were all

poor kid! Did you turn into a tiny yellow chick after eating a mouthful

turned increasingly grim as

though

one who regarded him with sympathy. As a successful and influential businessman, he probably didn’t expect to be laughed at because of his cooking skills. Besides,

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

approached Evander and helped him take off his apron as she patiently said, “I’ll teach you to cook next

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

exasperation. What is wrong with these two today? Why

ignored them and shut the kitchen door as she

special treatment. The anger he felt

was surprised to notice the fluctuations in his emotions that

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

scrambled eggs, buffalo wings, pork stew, and a pot of vegetable soup. The tasty

grabbed his fork and tasted every single dish before complimenting, “Wow, these are delicious! Angie, you’re such a catch! You’re pretty and your cooking

ear upon hearing

said as he dug in.

Jacob upon seeing the way he wolfed the food down as if he had been

down. There’s more

up from her bowl and blinked before she innocently asked, “Jac, since you’re so supportive, would you eat the

“Um…”

charred scent that wafted into the

smile and served Floretta some