My Baby’s Daddy

When Shirley returned to the room, Zacharias suddenly made a request. “Could you wash my hair? It’s so itchy.”

She was taken aback. She observed the man, who had been hospitalized since his injury. Considering his usual cleanliness, he must not have had a proper bath or washed his hair for some time.

“Alright, I’ll get a basin of hot water,” she said. She fetched a basin of water, and he reclined on the bed. His striking face came into her view.

With her palms, she scooped some water and dampened his black hair. As her delicate fingers moved through his strands, it felt like a feather gently brushed against his heart.

Zacharias lying posture exposed his neck, showcasing his seductive Adam’s apple. His thin lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes, beautifully shaped and glistening, held at captivating radiance. He seemed like an enchanting male fairy.

Shirley’s gaze met his eyes briefly. Then, she glanced at his slightly upturned lips. For some inexplicable reason, her heart skipped a beat.

She wet his hair thoroughly, then started massaging it with her fingertips. His hair was.. exceptional- dense, glossy, and lustrous.

used in hair salons, she gave him a thorough wash. At this moment,

the door open. However, upon

used a clean towel to wipe away any excess water.

her. For him, it seemed like this injury had

an imposing presence and a stern look. Yet today, with his jet-black hair falling gently over his

body wash tonight?” With his hair now clean, his greediness seemed to increase. He was beginning to feel uncomfortable all over now. However, he couldn’t move his hand due to his shoulder injury, so taking a shower was also out of the question. He’d undoubtedly feel better if someone could assist him with a

with Captain Barlowe and have him assist you,” Shirley smirked. Zacharias’ face stiffened for a few seconds. “Forget it,” he said finally,

simply ignored him. “You should focus on

be overly concerned about cleanliness. Zacharias felt helpless. Suddenly, he got up and started putting

she mused, I

own. As she was about to relax a bit, there was a knock on the door, and it immediately opened. A

the girl narrowed her beautiful eyes. “Who are you? Where’s