Her Precious Baby

Chapter 208

Angeline was so busy caring for them that she lost track of time. It didn’t occur to her how late it was until she lifted her head to look at the clock on the wall after taking a sip of water.

It was already twelve, but Nancy wasn’t here yet.

Angeline couldn’t help but furrow her brows anxiously. If she isn’t here, I can’t leave the kids alone unattended in the ward.

With that thought in mind, she pulled out her phone with the intention of calling Nancy. Right then, someone knocked on the door several times.

“Come in,” she called out.

Huh? When did Nancy start knocking on doors?

The door was pushed open to reveal a tall and handsome man with an icy expression. Angeline was taken aback by his unexpected arrival.

“Evander?” Angeline stared at him incredulously. “Why are you here? Where is Nancy?”

“She contacted me earlier and informed me that she was away on business. She requested my assistance in caring for you for a few days,” Evander said, his face twisted in a frown. He seemed reluctant to be there.

He was holding a black toy car assembling kit which was clearly meant for a boy. Is that for Sebastian?

Angeline stared at him with her lips pursed. She felt somewhat uneasy.

Why did Nancy tell Evander about her sudden business trip instead of me?

She recalled how Nancy kept asking about her progress with Evander and realized that the latter had already planned to bring them together yesterday.

However, Angeline had just told him about her decision to cut ties with him at the police station last night, so she couldn’t bring herself to ask him for help.

“Daddy!” Floretta giggled joyfully as she ran toward Evander with her arms wide open.

“Sebastian is awesome! He is very talented in drawing comics, and he taught me how to draw as well. I really enjoy spending time with him, Daddy. Can I go see him often?”

Evander tapped on her nose dotingly. “You can play with him, but make sure you don’t neglect your homework.”

“Okay!” Floretta’s eyes widened in delight as she spotted the toy in Evander’s hands. “Did you get this for Sebastian and me?” she asked excitedly.

“Mm. You can play together,” Evander replied in a deep voice.

His gaze landed on Sebastian, but the latter cowered behind a chair, avoiding his stare.

Frowning, he glanced at Angeline. “Is there something wrong with him?”

Angeline’s expression changed drastically as she explained helplessly, “He has severe autism and suffers from congenital heart failure. He requires special and constant care.”

Evander was known for being hot-tempered. Worried that Sebastian would provoke Evander’s notorious temper, she hesitated before saying, “Thank you for visiting us. If you feel uncomfortable staying, I can request the director to postpone my shoot for a few days.”

“No need for that. You may leave now,” Evander told her.

He unwrapped the box and took out all the toy parts. “Nothing will happen to him. Floretta is here, so she’ll protect Sebastian well.”

Hmm, he’s right.

Nevertheless, Angeline was afraid that Sebastian wouldn’t accept Evander. She observed them for a while. Evander was patiently teaching Floretta how to assemble the sports car. Less than five minutes later, Sebastian couldn’t tamp down his curiosity and emerged from his hiding spot behind the chair.

He stared at them longingly.

you wish to join us, approach us with courage,” Evander said solemnly, not meeting Sebastian’s gaze. His calm

his words before

him cheerfully, “Sebastian, don’t be scared. My daddy might look fierce, but he’s

smiled shyly and came over

like any other child. He didn’t exclude the boy nor

and patiently explained the process of assembling the toy. Afterward, he gave them the opportunity to attempt the task on

listened to him carefully before picking up the toy to try for himself. It seemed that

him much time to assemble

clapped excitedly and praised, “Wow,

shyly and lowered his gaze. He turned stiff, not knowing how to

of his lips slightly turning

living environment was vastly different

yelled at, but now, he kept getting praised. Slowly,

it wasn’t too

her throat. She went to the dining table and filled a bowl with

be starving. I made something, so why don’t

the bowl from her and began eating it with a

bowl was empty, he returned it

bowl. She thought about it and finally caved in. “Mr. Golding, please take care of the kids. I’ll be back as soon as

with his spoon. “I’m doing this for Floretta’s sake,” he

to distance yourself

beat around the bush and left some instructions before leaving the

the filming location, which was an office building that looked

Cosmetics that day. Though not as well-known as international cosmetic brands, Moistdore Cosmetics had a long history, and its products were reasonably priced, making it popular

reported to the director. She was informed that the

rapping would be added in

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Angeline. “Is there something

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