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

She held her forehead as

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

of prawns was overcooked and had all turned

stood rooted to the spot with awkwardness lining his

and rolled all over the carpet while cuddling Floretta, tears almost streaming down his face. “See? I was right! Angie, you should’ve let

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

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

expression turned increasingly grim as the temperature

seemed as though a thunderstorm was

to be laughed at because of his

Stop laughing,” Angeline said as she tried to ease the tension in the air. “When I first started cooking, I

Evander 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 for a while, and the food

Angeline’s 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

shook her head with exasperation. What is wrong with these two today? Why are

their childish feud, she ignored them and shut the kitchen door as she cleaned up the mess

didn’t give Jacob any special treatment. The anger he felt

he himself was surprised to notice the

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

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

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

hearing

said as he dug

the way he wolfed

down. There’s more in the

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

“Um…”

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

and served Floretta some soup, too. “He’s just