Her Precious Baby

Evander scoffed, clearly not buying her explanation.

He then shoved his hands into his pockets and stated dully, “Sylas had sent Jacob to a safe place, and his assistant had come to pick him up. The reporters didn’t manage to take any substantial photos of the incident, so they wouldn’t be able to write any nonsense.”

Upon hearing his words, Angeline finally heaved a sigh of relief.

Angeline looked at Evander gratefully and said with sincerity, “Thank you, Mr. Golding. I won’t bother you for too long. Once this all blows over, I’ll move out.”

“You’re not living here for free. Floretta shall be under your care for the time you’re here. She likes playing with you, so I hope that you can keep her happy.” Evander’s voice was monotonous. It was hard to tell what he was thinking.

When Angeline heard that, she no longer felt as stressed as she was before. “Don’t worry. I’ll take good care of Floretta.”

“Good.”

Staring at Angeline, Evander’s response was curt as complex emotions swirled discreetly in his eyes. In the end, however, he decided against speaking and turned around to head to his study.

Gazing at his tall silhouette, Angeline exhaled. The more she spent time with him, the more she realized that he was not as cold as he appeared to be.

For example, just a second ago, it was obvious that he had wanted to ask her if she truly got pregnant before marriage, but he chose to remain silent and protect her dignity instead.

“Ms. Sorelle, I’ve gotten everything ready for Ms. Floretta’s bath. Would you like me to help?”

Francesca emerged from the storeroom holding a pink basin as well as body wash and shampoo of the highest quality for Floretta.

Snapping out of her daze, Angeline nodded. “That would be great. Thanks!”

“It’s no problem. I’m usually the one who would give Ms. Floretta a bath.” Francesca chuckled as she led Angeline into Floretta’s small bathroom.

the bathtub, yawning. Angeline quickly removed the girl’s clothes and bathed her with warm water. Just as she was

mole on Floretta’s neck. Was she born

mole the moment Ms. Floretta was brought home. I remember thinking to myself that Mr. Golding did not have a mole when he

flooded her heart as she looked at Floretta, but she did not dare to continue that

can’t be Evander. Perhaps the mole is just a coincidence. Maybe Floretta and

she had gotten Floretta into her

can you sleep

she was about to leave, Floretta grabbed

to the adorable little girl, Angeline caressed her hair

that she didn’t feel

Floretta, allowing the little girl to nestle

cleaning. The moment she saw such a heartwarming scene,

boring residence

nice would it be if she can

from bed, a joyful atmosphere greeted him when he entered the

up.” Angeline greeted him immediately with a smile upon

at the food on the table. There were fresh buns, hot meat stew, waffles, and puffs. It was quite a fancy spread

all of

a chair scraping the floor could be heard, and Evander was seated at the table in no

to prepare some breakfast. Have a taste. If you don’t like it, I can make something else tomorrow.” As she spoke, she filled a

she wake up to be able to make all of this

of warmth lined Evander’s usually cold expression. He

melted in his mouth, its flavor delicious

he thought that Angeline’s cooking was far better than that of a five-star professional

it?” Angeline asked out of curiosity, She tried guessing his thoughts by reading