Her Precious Baby

Chapter 293

Chapter 293

Floretta raised her head and rested her chin on her hands. There was anticipation in her eyes, and she said, “Oh, I can smell the cake. It's nice. Did you make a ton of desserts. Angel?”

“But of course.” Angeline smiled. She slid some gloves on and opened the food wanner, then carefully, she took out a slice of cake. “Do you want to tiy some?”

Driven by her compulsive desire to eat, Floretta took the cake from Angeline and blew on it for a moment. Then she took a bite. “Oh my, it's so good.” She held the cake closer and stared at it. Curious, she asked, “But this one looks weird. What kind of animal is it?”

Angeline arched her eyebrow and chuckled. “It's not an animal. Your father made this for you himself.”

“Really?” Floretta's eyes shone with surprise. “He can make cakes? So he's not a total clueless cook now.”

“Well, you can say that.” Angeline patted the girl's head. Patiently, she said, “Your father's working hard for you. So you can be happy. He might be busy, but that doesn't mean he doesn't love you.”

Angeline was a smart woman. Whatever feud she had with Evander. it would remain between them. A child like Floretta should never be involved in a grudge. She would never tiy to talk badly about Evander in front of Floretta. However, she wouldn't lie and tell her that Evander was perfect, either.

Floretta puckered her lips, her eyes filling with annoyance. “I hate Ms. Sherrock. I don't ever want to talk to her. Can you take me away, please?” she asked cutely.

a hard

girl tugged on the hem of her clothes, her gaze shining with an unspoken plea. Angeline felt something tugging on

loud bang erupted on the second floor, and Angeline shuddered. Fear grasped her heart, and she asked nervously,

her mouth with bread, and she shook her head. “No. He's still in my room. Ms. Sherrock said she could keep an

all people, why her? She hates my guts, and now she's alone with

She put down all her baking tools and trotted out of the kitchen. The

“Ow, that hurts!”

stairs, Evander rose from the couch and went up the

happens to my son, or there will be

room and opened the door. The first tiling she smelled was the stench of

were strewn

Olivine.

leg. and blood trickled down to the floor.

trying to do. though she didn't even lift a finger to help. Instead,

every coiner of the room, shouting, “I'm here. Sebastian. Come

coming from the cupboard. Quickly, she approached it and opened the cupboard up. Inside it was her son, all curled up and shivering in fear. He was hugging himself, his forehead drenched in sweat. Angeline saw him murmur, but liis

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