Fell in Love with Mr.Right at The Wrong Time

Chapter 20

Right as she voiced her inquiry, she thought, Oh, silly me, what was I expecting?

Colton stared at her without answering the question. He simply countered, "Miss Lisa, don't you even have the slightest idea as to who your son's biological father is?"

Judging by her expression, she was obviously regretting asking the question in the heat of the moment. As her excitement waned, her face began to redden. She stammered, "I-I mean, it was a thoughtless question. Of course I know who his father is."

"Oh?" Colton blurted with his voice pressed. With that, he squinted his eyes. With an increased volume and a somewhat teasing tone, he smilingly questioned, "Then who's the boy's father?"

Withdrawing her gaze, she attempted to speak in a calm manner. "That has nothing to do with you, does it?"

In response, Colton softly chuckled and stopped talking about it.

Nicole felt utterly frustrated by his cliffhanger, dying to find out the results of the paternity test. Although she was certain that Hayden wasn't Colton's child, she wanted to hear an explicit confirmation from the man.

As if he could read her mind, he shot her a beam. "Indeed, Hayden's not my son. The kid was just being a kid."

a sigh of relief. Even she was weirded out by her internal celebration. "Well, kids, right? I

alright. I understand," he

were about to continue on discussing business, Nicole's phone that was on the couch vibrated. Although she was going to ignore it, her heart oddly palpitated as her eyelid twitched. She grabbed the phone and took a glimpse, only to find out it was a call from her

ear.

his panicking voice. "Mom, some bad guys came to our home and kept banging

didn't bother to install an anti-theft door. Right now, all there was between her

anything you can lift and go hide in the house. I'm coming back right away. Remember, don't

his voice. No matter how mature he was, he was, after all, merely a child who had no idea what to do in

to heart as her lips uncontrollably trembled.

saying those words, tears began surging in her eyes and flowing down her cheeks. She bit her lips. How did this happen? Why would anyone want to kidnap my son? She never felt as helpless as she was now. Even with the fastest

F&M Apparel's annual dinner was being

something, she

with his suppressed whimpering, followed by the voices of several

must be

kid in this apartment. He must be