My Baby’s Daddy

Shirley lifted a shirt and helped Zacharias to put it on. Given his injuries, he couldn’t manage the buttons, so she stepped in to help. Naturally, this required her to stand close to him while buttoning his shirt. As she worked, she sensed his gaze lingering on her. Seizing a moment when her attention was diverted, he lightly pressed his lips against her forehead.

“Quit fooling around,” she chided, looking annoyed. “I don’t fool around when I’m with others, but I can’t help myself when I’m with you,” he replied playfully. He seemed utterly shameless whenever he was around her.

After buttoning his shirt, she helped him put on his vest and coat. Before leaving, she brought an extra jacket in case he got cold and needed it.

By the time they left the hospital, Roy had already arranged for more than ten bodyguards to be on standby. To maintain secrecy about Zacharias’ whereabouts, all the surrounding lights were turned off as a tall, slender figure stepped out.

Shirley was about to get into Zacharias’ car when he stopped her. “You can take the car behind mine.”

“Why?” she asked.

He gestured for Roy to sit beside him after that. She had just shut the car door and was about to leave when Freddie spoke. “Don’t you know the reason, Miss Lloyd? Mr. Flintstone’s trying to protect

for her to stay with him. He was genuinely trying to protect her by having her take a different vehicle. She hurried to the next car, her chest tightening, hoping nothing

hospital grounds, another six cars trailed behind him. The line of cars seemed especially grand as they all made their way

Once they

as a staff member hurried over to fix his hair. He didn’t need much more than that-his complexion seemed exceptionally healthy and

as Zacharias, who had just regained consciousness that morning, spoke energetically. He answered the interviewer’s questions and

though 15 minutes wasn’t a long time, Zacharias’ suit placed a lot of pressure on his shoulder injury. Shirley knew how bad this was for his wound, and she couldn’t help but clench her fists when the interviewer bombarded him with questions. Her gaze was filled with worry as

gaze on him from the corner of his eyes. He glanced over in her direction just for a few seconds. She noticed a slight

She didn’t know that the man who had rushed for the interview was injured. She only received orders. to do the interview at the very last minute, and she wanted to get to know the man more, so she added a few extra questions