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.

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

a small mole on Floretta’s neck. Was she born with it?”

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

Angeline heard that, her expression shifted. Strange emotions flooded her heart as she looked at

the mole is just a coincidence. Maybe Floretta

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

sleep with

she was about to leave, Floretta grabbed her

caressed her hair and smiled affectionately. “Sure. How about a bedtime

was so excited that she didn’t feel

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

was done cleaning. The moment she saw such

the dull and boring residence a lot

nice would it be if she can always

Evander rose from bed, a joyful atmosphere greeted him when he entered the dining room. Angeline

a smile upon noticing him. “I’ve made

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

made all

sound of a chair scraping the floor could be heard, and Evander

I couldn’t 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

she wake up to be able to make all of

Evander’s usually cold expression. He began tasting

mouth, its flavor delicious and

was far better than

She tried guessing