Her Precious Baby

Helplessly, he quirked his lips and watched as Angeline continued to pack up her things. He called out to her just as the latter came out of the room carrying some boxes.

“Although the scandal has passed, the reporters won’t let you go so easily. I reckon you should continue to stay here. We have plenty of room at the Golding residence anyway.”

“Mr. Golding, thank you for your concern, but the director has made arrangements for me to stay at a hotel nearby the film set. It’s quite safe there.” Angeline smiled faintly, her tone distant.

Evander wrinkled his brows imperceptibly. “All right. I won’t stop you if that’s what you’ve decided.”

Stealing a glance at the anxious Floretta, Angeline pulled Evander to the side.

“Mr. Golding, I know you’re usually busy with work, but Floretta is already six years old, yet the only person she comes in contact with regularly is Francesca. She needs companions her age. Why not send her to a kindergarten?”

Her words caused Evander’s face to darken.

Angeline hurriedly added, “I know you’re worried about the ruckus that will ensue if Floretta’s identity is revealed. However, you can’t keep her caged forever.”

“Mind your own business.” Having said that, Evander shoved his hand into his pocket and went downstairs.

Pouting, Angeline stared after his retreating figure. If it wasn’t for Floretta’s sake, I wouldn’t even bother saying this to you!

Just then, she felt a weight on her leg. Floretta had latched onto her leg and refused to let go.

“Angel, won’t you stay? Daddy already agreed to it. You promised to teach me how to make a pretty dress for my doll. Are you going to break that promise?”

Angeline caressed Floretta’s head softly and felt her heart aching as she looked at the girl’s red-rimmed eyes.

She squatted down and took out an exquisite handmade doll with an embroidered purple orchid on its head from her bag.

I know you want for nothing. I made this doll myself.

Floretta exclaimed as she set aside the toy she had been holding and accepted the doll. Her

off her new doll to Francesca, who was currently tidying up

the excited little girl a little helplessly. “Be careful

words, Floretta jumped higher and stepped onto a wet patch. Her foot slipped before her entire body tipped

With a heave of his shoulders,

doll. “Daddy,

“It’s ugly.”

with distaste. He had no idea why the little girl was so overjoyed. She has a pile of dolls gathering dust

yelled. She scrambled

second floor. Although she smiled warmly, she could

to the doll because she doesn’t have a sense of security. Moreover, she doesn’t get to play with other kids her age. Thus, she’ll grow

and a sense of

was getting late, Angeline could only steel

the driver Nancy had

of the car and opened the door

the mansion and headed toward the

the phone in Angeline’s bag rang. She took it out and

a moment of thought,

you visited Willowbank?” Jonathan’s wicked voice sounded from the other end of the line.

you know?”

be out of character for Jonathan

you plan to do about it?” Jonathan

Her hand, which had been resting on her thigh, clenched into a

I’m assuming you already have something in mind since

could hear Jonathan’s laughter from the phone. “You’re a smart one,” he

his low voice carried