Her Precious Baby

“Ah, I don’t care.”

Floretta had always been quick to expose her father. She pulled up a small stool and said animatedly, “Daddy always looks cool and distant all right, but he behaves like a child when he’s drunk every time, and he’ll always do something that’ll surprise the people around him.”

Angeline was rendered speechless.

“Mr. Roger told me that Daddy got drunk once at a university gathering. Everyone was getting ready to leave when Daddy suddenly sang Three Little Pigs…”

Angeline was dumbstruck at the revelation. She could not even begin to imagine the usually restrained Evander singing nursery rhymes. After all, the image was a striking contrast to his usual self.

Amused, she let out a chuckle, and so did Floretta. “Oh, but Mr. Roger did also mention that it was the only time that he had seen Daddy get drunk.”

Angeline laughed so hard that her stomach hurt. Floretta’s little revelation had warmed her heart. “Thank you, Floretta.”

“Sharing is caring, and especially so when it’s some juicy gossip. Oh, right—”

Bang!

A loud noise of the door getting slammed against the wall ensued. Floretta was so taken aback that she had forgotten to turn off the video call as she hid underneath her chair.

Suddenly, a large hand with slender and bony fingers grabbed her collar. “Were you guys having a nice chat?”

Angeline gulped when she noticed Evander on the screen. She, too, felt a chill running down her spine.

Floretta sniffed his coat. Her face fell as she said, “Daddy, something’s not right with you. There’s woman’s perfume on you, and it’s not Ms. Sherrock’s!”

Evander raised a brow as he had not expected Floretta to have such a sharp nose. Then he looked at Angeline with a twinkle in his eyes.

Angeline, who was on the video call, shifted uncomfortably as she coughed lightly.

feel as if I’ve been caught in the

women than men at the party

did not press on, and she soon forgot all about it. She kicked her chubby little legs and struggled as she said, “Daddy, let me go. Mr. Roger told me that. Go look for him and

with bad people. You haven’t been behaving

turned cold as he spanked

However, Evander did not actually use

as she watched

turned his attention to her. His thin lips quirked into half a smile as he mocked, “It seems that you have too much free time on your hand, Ms. Sorelle.

and asked in a low voice, “Mr. Golding, did you think I was the one who asked Floretta to tell the thing about you singing

face darkened, and he became cold and distant right away at the mention of nursery rhymes. Angeline could even feel it through the screen. “I hate being used by someone else. Ms. Sorelle, I believe you’re

try to bear with his disparaging remarks. However, at the thought of

on the pretense of having one too many drinks, she mustered all her courage and pounded her desk as she chided, “Mr. Golding, not every woman wants to throw themselves at you to gain something from you. No wonder your wife ran away. You’re such

boiling fury was apparent even though there was a screen separating him from

stunned that her mouth formed

Angel is so

handsome face and could not think of anything else to say. After a while, she carefully asked

away Floretta’s phone and

that day.

with the sympathy that she felt for

he whisked

say from now on. Please don’t be mad at Angel. She told me she had

Beer?

a brow as his

was so brazen

Floretta. He reached out to switch off the bedside lamp on her nightstand, tucked her in, and said in a much gentler tone, “Go to

“But Angel said⁠—”

face made Floretta blink her innocent eyes a few times. She bit her tongue and dare not say anything