Her Precious Baby

“You’re back? Why did you enter the kitchen without saying anything? You startled me.”

Evander leaned against the wall with his arms across his chest. A smirk played around his lips.

“This is my house. I am, however, confused to see you here.”

Angeline cleared her throat awkwardly, then said in a servile tone, “I thought you were busy with work, so I didn’t tell you in advance. Wash your hand. The meal is ready.”

Upon hearing her words, Evander raised his brows. “You made these?”

“That’s right, Mr. Golding.” Before Angeline could respond, Francesca entered the kitchen and beat her to it. “Ms. Sorelle has been here since afternoon and busying herself until now. She wants to make beef stew for you.”

Evander’s stern expression eased up as he stared at the steaming hot pot on the stove. He gulped as if there were a lump in his throat.

There was no denying that Angeline’s cooking skills were even more professional than that of five-star chefs.

He had been missing it for a long time because of this reason.

The man had thought that the woman focused only on Forrester Group. He didn’t expect her to have time to come here and prepare him a meal.

Is she up to something?

“Okay. Be careful!”

Evander gave her a reminder. After that, he turned around and walked out of the kitchen without saying anything harsh.

Angeline stared at his wide back, clutching the apron nervously and pacing back and forth in a state of panic.

Unable to figure out what Evander was feeling that day, Angeline was afraid that she might get into his bad books. She wondered how she should bring the matter up in front of him later.

After simmering the beef stew for a while, Angeline turned off the stove and carried the pot to the dining room right away.

“The stew is ready.”

With a bib on, Floretta was holding a Buffalo wing in one hand. When she heard Angeline, she couldn’t help but think about the stew in the pot again.

flashing a sweet smile at Evander, who was reading the newspaper at that moment.

were taught by Francesca. Otherwise,

“Good girl, Floretta.”

a thumbs-up. Following that, she scooped a bowl of stew and cast a glance

try this beef stew.

“Thank you.”

from her and took a sip gracefully. “It tastes good,”

enjoyed it. There’s still

who was chowing down the Buffalo wing, drooled at the sight. She tugged at Angeline’s apron with her greasy hand and mumbled

get it,

pinched the girl’s nose, then served her a bowl of

gone

that Evander had emptied the bowl, Angeline uttered

the bowl over, and took

with the

prepared. That’s so

Or is it because you need

Angeline was rendered speechless.

couldn’t help but admire Evander’s perceptiveness.

could read her like

at Francesca who was feeding Floretta and mulled over it for a while.

in detail in your

relishing. There was not a single hint of sullenness on his expression, and it was hard

only sit down and eat with them. From time to time, she

you thinking,

thought there was no big deal

wipe the corners of his mouth. He cast a glance at the unsettled Angeline and curled

in charge of a corporation

Angeline was in the entertainment industry, it was different from the business world. There

cup of coffee and bring it to

watched Evander leave the dining room. It

“Sure. Right away.”

She pressed her lips into a thin line,