Her Precious Baby

Her face was lined with anxiety as she shook his arm in hopes that he’d come up with a solution soon.

The man released Floretta and patted her head. “Remember not to wander too far off.”

She nodded as a hint of slyness flashed in her eyes.

Angeline and Jacob were still busy filming on set.

Angeline’s acting skills in creating romantic tension were so convincing that even the director and staff were on the edge of their seats.

Jacob was blushing all the way to the tips of his ears as he thoroughly enjoyed the feel of Angeline’s hand on his chest.

Their kissing scene was next, and his nerves were as taut as a drawn bowstring.

At the thought, Jacob was filled with even more anticipation for the scene. With a flex of his powerful arms, he broke free from the ropes tying him down.

“You—”

Angeline was so shocked that she took several steps back and covered her mouth.

Jacob’s handsome face was carved in stone as he scoffed and kept walking toward Angeline until she was backed up against the wall.

“Do you think a flimsy coil of rope will be enough to subdue me?” His grip on her chin was firm as he gazed into her eyes derisively.

“General, please behave yourself!” Angeline uttered uneasily.

Just then, she was distracted by the sight of a little girl in a yellow dress chasing after a butterfly in the garden behind Jacob.

Floretta?

Why is she here?

Have I been missing her so badly that I’m having hallucinations?

couldn’t believe

are you daydreaming about? You have to look into the eyes of the male lead, not the space behind him. Otherwise, how would you expect to evoke any emotion in your audience?”

sorry, Mr. McKenna. I must be too

break. We’ll reshoot this scene

you, Mr. McKenna.” Angeline bowed gleefully and rushed straight in

“Hey!”

the staff who were wrapping

kissing scene I’ve been looking

was at a scenic location that resembled the historical setting depicted in the original work. The garden was surrounded by faux hillocks and a profusion of blooming flowers. A long stream

Angeline was still full of concern. Her eyes circled the

opened her

the only response she received

she truly seeing things after

pressure on

you! How did you

a mere child managed to travel overseas and appear before her very

eyes were wide as she waved

to Floretta’s silence as the little girl used to

here with you?”

Floretta nodded.

sight of Evander. Therefore, she whipped out

choice but to hang up for the time being. As she stared at Floretta, Angeline’s heart ached for her. “What happened to your father? How could he abandon you here

and gave

more ill at ease as she observed Floretta. She could sense that something was off with the child this

that her lunch was already set up on the

Floretta was visibly more relaxed now that there

Why don’t I make you something to eat?” Angeline carefully

“Okay,” Floretta responded.

been too overwhelmed with her feelings to have spoken and

a savory bowl of quinoa mixed with

who gobbled the meal down