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.

girl’s clothes and bathed her with warm water. Just as she was helping

on Floretta’s neck. Was she born with

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.

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

a coincidence. Maybe Floretta and I

that thought in mind, Angeline’s expression eased. Once she had

you sleep

was about to leave, Floretta grabbed

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

was so excited that she didn’t

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

such a heartwarming scene, tears welled in her eyes, and a

boring

would it be if she can

joyful atmosphere greeted him when he entered the dining room. Angeline had gotten up early and

smile upon noticing

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 quite a fancy spread of

all of

sound of a chair scraping the floor could be heard, and Evander was seated at the table

some breakfast. Have a taste. If you don’t like it,

be able to make all of this so early in the

warmth lined Evander’s usually cold expression. He began tasting

stew melted in his mouth, its flavor delicious and

Angeline’s cooking was far better than that of

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