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

a charred scent wafted into Angeline’s nostrils. She

kitchen and filled a bowl with

doubt, the whole pan of prawns was overcooked and

was all just a misunderstanding, Evander stood rooted to the spot with

heart out and 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

secret. Daddy once cooked something for me on a whim. The eggs were all black, and it was so hard

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

turned increasingly grim as the

seemed as though

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

that’s 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

and helped him take off his apron as she patiently said, “I’ll teach you to cook next time. It’s late today. Go outside

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

with exasperation. What is wrong with these two today? Why are they being

involved in their childish feud, she ignored them

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

surprised to notice the fluctuations in his

Jacob’s relationship? Was Floretta’s tantrums the

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

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

hearing his praise. “Have some

worry. I’d even lick the plate clean,” Jacob said as he dug in. He kept throwing compliments

the way he wolfed the food down as if

more

bowl and blinked before she innocently asked, “Jac, since you’re so

“Um…”

hesitated when he thought of the charred scent that wafted into the living

shook her head with a wry smile and served Floretta some soup,