Her Precious Baby

Aggrieved, Angeline stubbornly retorted, “The floor in your house is too slippery.”

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.

clothes and bathed

Floretta’s neck.

who was wiping the basin with a towel, paused in her tracks as a tender smile appeared on her face. “I noticed the mole the moment Ms. Floretta was brought home. I remember

that, her expression shifted. Strange emotions flooded her heart as she looked at Floretta, but she

be Evander. Perhaps the mole is just a coincidence.

she had gotten Floretta into her pajamas, she carried the girl to

you sleep

was about to leave, Floretta grabbed her arm

say no to the adorable little girl, Angeline caressed her hair and

so excited that she didn’t feel as

off her shoes and tucked herself into bed next to Floretta, allowing the little girl to nestle in her arms as she told her

she saw such a heartwarming scene, tears welled

presence made the dull and boring residence a

she can always stay in the Golding

Evander rose from bed, a joyful atmosphere greeted him when he entered the dining room. Angeline had gotten up early and was feeding Floretta

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

he stared at the food on the table. There were

all

heard, and Evander was seated at the table in no

sleep, I decided to prepare some breakfast. Have a taste. If you don’t like

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

expression. He began tasting the food, and

in his mouth, its flavor

he thought that Angeline’s cooking was far better

guessing his thoughts