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.

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

on Floretta’s neck. Was she

tender smile appeared on her face. “I noticed the mole the moment Ms. Floretta was brought home. I remember thinking to myself that Mr. Golding did not have a mole when he

Angeline heard that, her expression shifted. Strange emotions flooded her heart as she looked at Floretta, but she did not dare

Perhaps the mole is just a coincidence. Maybe Floretta and I were fated to

eased. Once she had gotten Floretta into her pajamas, she carried the

can you sleep with

leave, Floretta grabbed her arm and

to say no to the adorable little girl, Angeline caressed her hair and smiled affectionately. “Sure. How about a

Floretta was so excited that she didn’t feel as sleepy

and tucked herself into bed next to Floretta, allowing the little girl to nestle

such a heartwarming scene, tears welled

boring

it be if she can always stay in the Golding

him when he

him immediately with a smile upon noticing him. “I’ve made breakfast. Come

the table. There were fresh

all of

scraping the floor could be heard, and Evander was seated at the

breakfast. Have a taste. If you don’t like it, I can make something else tomorrow.” As she spoke, she filled a bowl with stew and served it to

up to be able to make all of this so early in the

warmth lined Evander’s usually cold expression. He began tasting the

mouth, its

surprise, he thought that Angeline’s cooking was

curiosity, She tried guessing his thoughts by reading