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.

Floretta was already sitting in the bathtub, yawning. Angeline quickly removed the girl’s clothes and bathed her with warm

on Floretta’s neck. Was she born with it?” Angeline

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 thinking to myself that Mr. Golding

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

be Evander. Perhaps the mole is just a coincidence. Maybe Floretta and I were

that thought in mind, Angeline’s expression eased. Once she had gotten Floretta into her

sleep with

about to leave, Floretta grabbed

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

so excited that she

next to Floretta,

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

dull and boring residence a lot

it be if she can always

he entered

him immediately with a smile upon noticing him.

that, he arched a brow in surprise as he stared at the food on the table. There

made all of

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

sleep, I decided 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 bowl with stew and

to make all of this so

warmth lined Evander’s usually cold expression. He began tasting the food, and a pucker

in his mouth,

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

is it?” Angeline asked out of curiosity, She tried guessing his