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.

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

mole on Floretta’s neck. Was she born

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 was younger. I wonder

expression shifted. Strange emotions flooded her heart as she

the mole is just a coincidence.

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

sleep with me

as she was about to leave,

girl, Angeline caressed her hair and smiled affectionately. “Sure. How about a

that she didn’t feel as

Angeline took off her shoes and tucked herself into bed next to Floretta, allowing the

moment she saw such a heartwarming scene, tears welled in her

made the dull and boring residence a lot more

she can always stay in

he entered the dining room. Angeline had gotten up early

up.” Angeline greeted him immediately with a smile upon noticing him. “I’ve made breakfast. Come

as he stared at the food on the table. There were fresh buns, hot meat stew, waffles, and puffs. It

made all of

could be heard, and Evander was seated at the table in no

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

up to be able to make all of this

He began tasting the

melted in his mouth, its

surprise, he thought that Angeline’s cooking was far better than that of a

of curiosity, She tried guessing his thoughts by reading his