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!”

her head

shook her head helplessly at

a lowered voice, “You’re really amazing, Ms. Sorelle. Ms. Floretta always listens to you.

Reconciled…

inexorably startled Angeline, and a trace of skepticism welled within

together. But… since we’ve gone all the way and the final act of intimacy

“Thank you.”

to face it calmly, she lifted her head

got

approving the last batch of documents

a message from Angeline, who succinctly informed him of her

made. It tasted incredibly

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

message, his initially grave expression gradually softened, and a

fingers hovered over the keypad for a long moment before he replied: Great. Drink more warm water and recuperate

to say, that last remark was deliberate on his part. As he recalled the X-rated scenes

the drawer,

exceedingly docile, sleeping with her head resting on her arm while drooling. Indeed, it was challenging to link her with the perfect

staring at the picture in his hand when his office door was pushed open without warning, and Sylas slowly walked in with a pile of

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

Evander ordered

picture frame on his desk, he picked up the pen

over and handed the documents to the man, he inadvertently glimpsed the picture frame. Surprise

with Angeline. I almost thought that their relationship would end up ruined since Olivine capitalized on the

that thought, he felt happy for

Group is hosting a networking event tomorrow night. He invited quite a number of internationally renowned entrepreneurs.

“I see.”

the document, Evander continued with a query, “Did we receive an

“Of course!”

in