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.

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.

she understood what Freddie meant. If the criminals managed to track Zacharias and targeted his car, it would be unsafe 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,

car drove out of the hospital grounds, another six cars trailed behind him. The line of cars seemed especially grand as they all made their way to his office. Eventually, they

Zacharias before entering the lobby with the rest of his bodyguards. Once they got into the building, he ordered her and a few other bodyguards

record a 15-minute-long interview. Shirley watched as a staff member hurried over to fix his hair. He didn’t need much more than that-his complexion seemed exceptionally healthy and radiant because of his

the cameras. They watched as Zacharias, who had just regained consciousness that morning,

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

in her direction just for a few seconds. She noticed a slight frown

injured. She only received orders. to do the interview at the very last minute, and she wanted