My Baby’s Daddy

Shirley glanced at the time and realized it was already 9.30AM. She felt like she had been slacking in her internship.

She went downstairs and the servant immediately put down her work and said, “Miss Lloyd, I’ll prepare breakfast for you.”

Shirley nodded. “Please keep it simple.”

“Of course!”

“Has Mr. Flintstone had breakfast?” Shirley asked.

“He had breakfast half an hour ago and left,” the servant replied.

“All right, Shirley said. She picked up a glass of water and was ready to take a sip when she heard footsteps coming down the stairs again.

Tony was making his way downstairs and his hair looked a bit disheveled. He spotted Shirley standing in the living room and immediately gave her a somewhat ambiguous smile. Shirley, who noticed his grin, couldn’t help but ask, “Did you bring me to my room last night?”

not remember what happened last night?” Tony quickly inquired. She was thirsty, so she took a sip of water

exclaim loudly, “So, you don’t remember kissing my uncle in the

“Pfft!”

floor while gasping in shock. She grabbed a tissue to wipe her mouth and glared

reaction, he was taken aback. “Why are you so worked up? Aren’t you dating

her glass and walked toward Tony, and then grabbed his shirt collar and questioned, “What happened last night? Tell me

actually happen? Did she really passionately kiss a

you back from the bar last night. You fell asleep on the way and when we

Shirley asked

you to your room,” he replied helplessly. “Tell me more.” Her face had turned

the room for about fifteen minutes. I was worried that my uncle’s injuries might make it difficult for him to take care of you, so I went upstairs to check. I was shocked to find you two… hehe.” Tony chuckled knowingly. Shirley’s face felt a bit warm and flushed at his smile. “Don’t make up stories.

my own eyes. Are you trying to deny it? Are you refusing to take responsibility for

her lip and blushed in embarrassment. She seemed to have grasped more fragments