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 and flashed Angeline a sweet

side, Francesca shook

sheer admiration and remarked in a lowered voice, “You’re really amazing, Ms. Sorelle. Ms. Floretta always listens to you. I’m truly

Reconciled…

startled Angeline, and a trace

admitted that we’re together. But… since we’ve gone all the way and the final act of intimacy is already

“Thank you.”

she lifted her head and beamed

right—I’ve got to

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

from Angeline, who succinctly informed him

made. It tasted incredibly good. I’m feeling better, so don’t

it, she added an emoticon of an adorable smiling bear holding

that message, his initially grave expression gradually softened,

the keypad for a long moment before he replied: Great. Drink more

say, that last remark was deliberate on his part. As he recalled the X-rated scenes yesterday night, his throat inexplicably went dry, and a searing sensation

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

in her sleep. For once, she looked exceedingly docile, sleeping with her head resting on her arm while drooling. Indeed, it was challenging to link her with the perfect female

his hand when his office door was pushed open without

phase of the real estate project in Coldbridge,

Bring it over,” Evander ordered in

frame on his desk, he picked up the pen at the

the man, he inadvertently glimpsed

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

felt happy

Levert of Joan Group is hosting a networking event tomorrow night. He invited quite a number of internationally renowned entrepreneurs. Ms. Sorelle will also be attending on behalf of

“I see.”

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

“Of course!”

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