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 requires painstaking

Evander agreed to the

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

her. Focusing on the task at hand, he answered, “I've been really busy lately. Barely spent any time with Floretta,

Floretta. Angeline was reminded of the girl, especially how the latter looked so dejected lately. The thought itself made her heart hurt, and she complained, “And I thought

and he squeezed a big pile of cream on the cake.

shot him a scornful, mocking look. “Francesca's been taking care of Floretta since forever. She was never sad that you

comments. If she went straight to the 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 what she was

but ever since

hissed. “And yet you hid it

could feel the anger that was radiating from her employer, and she shivered. She responded aggrievedly, “I would've told you, but Ms. Sherrock told

her employer's mood around, so she added. “She's your fiancee. She wouldn't hurt

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

own.

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