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.

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

there’s a small mole on Floretta’s neck. Was she

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 who she got it

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

coincidence. Maybe Floretta and I were fated to meet

Once she had gotten Floretta

you sleep

to leave, Floretta grabbed

say no to the adorable little girl, Angeline caressed

Floretta was so excited that

to Floretta, allowing the little girl to nestle in her

she was done cleaning. The moment she saw such a heartwarming scene, tears welled in her eyes, and a smile played on her

made the dull and boring residence a lot more lively than

it be if she can

he entered the dining room. Angeline had gotten up early and was feeding Floretta

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

Evander heard that, he arched a brow in surprise as he stared at the food on the table. There were fresh buns, hot meat stew, waffles, and puffs. It was

all

floor could be heard,

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

time did she wake up to be able to make

usually cold expression. He began tasting

in his mouth, its flavor delicious and

was far better than

She tried guessing his thoughts