Her Precious Baby

Chapter 291

The light of guile glimmered in her eyes. “Hey, you're offering your help voluntarily, right? I never forced you to do anything.”

Evander said nothing. Instead, he whipped out an apron from the cabinet and tied it around his lower body. Then he slid liis hands into a pair of gloves.

Angeline was surprised he'd do that. So he's serious about this? Very well, then. She quickly took the ingredients for her cake from the cabinet and laid them out on the table.

“If you're making cakes for kids, then you have to go with plant-based cream, just enough sugar, and superfine flour.” Angeline was explaining the steps to cakemaking patiently as she taught him how to whip the cream.

Thanks to his prior—albeit scarce—experience in the kitchen. Evander was no longer a total klutz. Soon enough, he produced a small basin of whipped cream. “Does this work?”

Despite her surprise at how quickly he was learning, Angeline coolly said, “Yes.” She tried to stay calm and put some distance between them.

And then the microwave trilled. Angeline quickly snapped out of her thoughts and slid some mittens over her hands. Then she took the cake's base out of the microwave. “Flavor isn't the only tiling that matters in this case. You want the child to love it, so you have to also make the cake look pretty.”

She placed the cake's base before Evander and solemnly said, “Give it your best shot. First, spread some cream on it.”

reminds me of that time he somehow made a poop pattern. Beautifying a cake is a slow process that

agreed to the

the tube of cream he had in liis hand. However, he was a newbie, and he moved at snail's pace. Angeline could barely make out what he was trying to create, yet she was astounded by his sheer patience. She

been really busy lately. Barely spent any time with Floretta, and

was reminded of the girl, especially how the latter looked so dejected lately. The thought itself made her heart hurt, and

face turned as dark as thunder, and he squeezed a big pile of cream on the cake. Icily, he hissed, “Do you think I'd neglect my own daughter.

look. “Francesca's been taking care of Floretta since

point, it'd look like she was trying to sabotage Evander's relationship with Olivine. Evander didn't need any more hints, either. He was smart enough to get

I didn't mean to hide this from you. but ever since Ms. Sherrock came,

hissed. “And yet you hid it from me

She responded aggrievedly, “I would've told you, but Ms. Sherrock told me you were busy and that you had to

so she added. “She's your fiancee. She wouldn't hurt Floretta,

but liis eyes were gleaming with dark fury, and liis hands were clenched into fists. Angeline, too, felt upset. Floretta wasn't her real daughter, but after so long, she was already treating the

own.

witch. “Mr. Golding, if you're reluctant to send your fiancee elsewhere,