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

of the male lead, not the space behind him. Otherwise, how would you expect

sorry, Mr. McKenna. I must

fine. Take a break. We’ll reshoot this scene in the

straight in the direction of

“Hey!”

staff who were wrapping up. His face

I’ve been looking forward to

original work. The garden was surrounded by

Angeline was still full of concern. Her eyes

Angeline opened her cherry lips

face fell as the only response she received was

truly seeing

back when she felt a pressure on her waist and

did you get here?

couldn’t imagine how a mere child managed to travel overseas and appear before her very

were wide as she waved her arms at

silence as the little girl used to be

father here with you?”

Floretta nodded.

did not catch sight of Evander. Therefore, she whipped out her phone to call him, but it went

she stared at Floretta, Angeline’s heart ached for her. “What happened to your father? How could he abandon

pouted and gave Angeline puppy

observed Floretta. She could sense that something was off with

Floretta back to her break room and saw that her lunch was already set

more relaxed now that there was more privacy in

hungry. Why don’t I make you something to eat?” Angeline carefully led her

“Okay,” Floretta responded.

been too overwhelmed with

of quinoa mixed with scrambled eggs, vegetables,

it to Floretta, who gobbled the meal down hungrily as