Her Precious Baby

“Sure!”

Francesca swiftly went to the kitchen. Shortly after, she returned with a bowl of steaming hot oatmeal, beaming from ear to ear.

Lifting her head, Angeline glanced at the pumpkin pie oatmeal. Hmm, it looks good.

After taking it from Francesca, she scooped a spoonful for a try. In a flash, a glimmer of surprise flittered across her eyes.

“Did you teach Evander this oatmeal recipe step by step, Francesca?”

“Not really. I merely told him the ingredients and their quantities. He was the one who did everything. How’s the taste?”

Angeline took another spoonful of oatmeal.

Her cheeks bulging and eyes closed slightly in enjoyment, she generously complimented, “It tastes incredible.”

It’s pretty similar to the oatmeal sold in restaurants. Never had I expected him to have such a talent for cooking!

Contrarily, Floretta, who stood at the side, eyeballed the bowl of oatmeal disdainfully. “You’ve got to be honest, Angel. Are you sure it doesn’t taste horrible?”

Hearing that, Angeline indulgently brushed a finger down the bridge of her nose.

“I’m not lying. This time, it’s really quite good. Would you and Sebastian like to try some too?”

Unexpectedly, Floretta snorted before snapping her head away and continued building toy blocks with Sebastian.

While doing so, she replied in displeasure, “Daddy is downright evil, neglecting his daughter now that he has a lover. He has long since told Francesca that he only made a bowl of oatmeal, and it was for you. It’s okay. I’m not important.”

Her final utterance was hissed out through gritted teeth. Exasperation swamped Angeline, and she inwardly grumbled about Evander’s pettiness that he would even be so calculative with his own daughter.

Stroking Floretta’s head, she consoled, “Never mind. When I’ve recovered, I’ll cook a feast for you, okay?”

“Okay!”

head and flashed Angeline

Francesca shook her head helplessly at

“You’re really amazing, Ms. Sorelle. Ms. Floretta always listens to you. I’m truly happy to see that you’ve reconciled with

Reconciled…

inexorably startled Angeline, and a trace

we’ve never really openly admitted that we’re together. But… since we’ve gone all the

“Thank you.”

she

got to

just finished approving the last batch of documents at Golding Group when his phone rang

a message from Angeline, who

I’ve eaten the oatmeal you made. It tasted incredibly good. I’m feeling better, so don’t

the end of it, she added an emoticon of an adorable smiling bear holding a

Evander read that message, his initially grave expression gradually softened, and

moment before he replied: Great. Drink more warm

recalled the X-rated scenes yesterday night, his throat inexplicably

the blue, something occurred to him. Opening the drawer, he took out a

head resting on her arm while drooling. Indeed, it was challenging to link her with

staring at the picture in his hand when his office door was

the second phase of the real estate project in Coldbridge, Mr. Golding. Please take

Bring it over,” Evander

his desk, he picked

Sylas walked over and handed the documents to the man, he inadvertently glimpsed the picture frame. Surprise promptly showed

the wait is finally over! Ultimately, he has gotten back together with Angeline. I almost thought that their relationship would

he felt happy

event tomorrow night. He invited quite a number of internationally renowned entrepreneurs. Ms. Sorelle will also be attending on behalf

“I see.”

continued with a query, “Did we

“Of course!”

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