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.”

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

charred scent wafted into Angeline’s nostrils. She held her forehead

into the kitchen and filled a bowl with

the whole pan of prawns was overcooked and had all turned

it was all just a misunderstanding, Evander stood rooted to the spot with awkwardness lining his face.

carpet while cuddling Floretta, tears almost streaming

adorably and did not hesitate to mock her father. “I’ll let you in on a secret. Daddy once cooked something for me on a whim. The eggs were all black, and it was so

that, Jacob laughed even harder. He caressed Floretta’s cheek and said sympathetically, “You poor kid! Did you turn

grim as the

though

a successful and influential businessman, he probably didn’t expect to be laughed at because of his cooking skills. Besides, he reacted like that because he

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

helped him take off his apron as she 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 fair. You’ve never used such a gentle tone when you talk

with these two today? Why are they being so

them and shut the kitchen door as she

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

notice the fluctuations

by Angeline and Jacob’s relationship? Was Floretta’s tantrums

later, steaming hot dishes were served. There were scrambled eggs, buffalo wings, pork stew,

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

from ear to ear upon hearing his praise. “Have some more if

the plate clean,” Jacob said as he dug in. He kept throwing compliments as he

bad for Jacob upon seeing the way he wolfed the food down as if he had been starving, so he scooped him a bowl of

down. There’s more in

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

“Um…”

he thought of the charred scent that wafted

smile and