My Baby’s Daddy

Zacharias nodded. “Let her do it. You can step out for now.” The doctor exchanged a few words with Shirley before leaving the room with the nurse.

Inside the room, Zacharias reclined halfway, his slender neck slightly raised to make it easier for Shirley to wipe him down.

His hospital gown was open, revealing the honey-colored texture of his skin. His defined chest and abdominal muscles seemed to merge seamlessly. Even though he was running a high fever, he still gave off a visual pleasure of strength and power.

She diligently followed the doctor’s instructions. to help him cool down. However, what was this feverish man up to?

Zacharias stared intently at Shirley from such close quarters, his gaze exuding a blatant seduction. She was not just any ordinary girl; she had remarkable self-control. She focused solely on her task, ignoring the alluring charmi in the man’s eyes.

She reached out to check the temperature on his forehead. He squinted, enjoying the touch of her hand. She breathed a sigh of relief as he finally started to cool down.

him an annoyed glare. However, his intense stare didn’t make her

water on the nearby table. He reached out and grabbed it, bringing it

raised an eyebrow, unabashedly

the rim of the glass to her. Thinking back to when she said goodbye to Cole, Shirley did want to kiss him goodbye, but in the end,

haughtily. Zacharias didn’t need her to tell him. He still

He handed

poured him another glass of water. After he

still had work to attend to, she went outside.

However, his right hand was temporarily immobilized. It was wrapped in bandages,

man instructed her. She found them and handed them over. She watched

pondered, He can write with his left hand? She watched as he wrote