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.”

quickly grabbed his arm and said, “It’s not on fire. Have you never seen your housekeeper cook

that, a charred scent wafted into Angeline’s nostrils. She held her forehead as despair inundated her. “D*mn it.

and filled a bowl with some water before pouring it into the

a doubt, the whole pan of prawns was overcooked and had all

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

carpet while cuddling Floretta, tears almost streaming down his face. “See? I was right! Angie, you

secret. Daddy once cooked something for

“You poor kid! Did you turn

increasingly grim as

as though

he probably didn’t expect to be laughed at because of his

tried to ease the tension in the air. “When

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

like a little child, “Angie,

is wrong with these two today? Why are they being so

ignored them and shut the kitchen door

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

the fluctuations in his

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

scrambled eggs, buffalo wings, pork

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

upon hearing his praise. “Have some more if you

said as

the way he wolfed the

There’s more in the

Floretta looked up from her bowl and blinked before she innocently

“Um…”

thought of the charred scent

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