My Baby’s Daddy

Shirley felt a bit drowsy as she read the book, so she decided to go back to her room to rest and clear her mind.

At exactly 11.00PM, she knocked on the door of Zacharias’ master bedroom. When the door opened, the man, who had been dressed in formal attire just a while ago, was now wearing a loose cotton robe with black and gold trim, exuding a kingly aura.

For a moment, her breath caught in her throat. Cole gave her a sense of righteousness and integrity, but this man often exuded a strong pheromonal attraction. Both men had strong physiques, but they evoked different feelings in her.

“Come in,” he said. With that, Shirley entered the room, and as Zacharias walked toward the couch, he untied the belt of his robe. Seeing that, she hurriedly said, “You don’t need to undress.”

“Are you afraid I’ll charm you?” he said with at smile. His remark made her speechless for a second. If I tell others that the vice president is frivolous, I’ll probably face a lot of rebuttals.

In her silence, he sat on the couch, lifting his sleeve to reveal the wound on his arm. Immediately, Shirley crouched down beside him, carrying a medical kit. She had learned nursing skills in the military, so she could easily handle such situations.

Zacharias’ arm was strong and muscular, and even though the wound was serious, it didn’t seem to have affected his muscles or bones. When she cut away the old bandage and saw the black stitches, which resembled the legs of a centipede, she felt it was somewhat terrifying.

then applied a healing ointment prescribed by a doctor. Finally,

face downward, he recalled that night when he held the back of her head and kissed her face so freely. Suddenly, heat surged

was lowering her head, busy organizing her medical kit, and the man’s legs were wide open right in front of her. Since she was naturally sensitive, when she saw what was

the girl, who had shyly

‘it’ he referred to was making the situation quite awkward. At once, she stood up and felt that the air was filled with the

wound on his shoulder. Unbeknownst to her, a fine layer of sweat had formed on her forehead. Nervously, her hand trembled, accidentally cutting one of the stitches

said, “I’m sorry. I cut a

affectionately. Under the gaze of those eyes, Shirley dared not be careless, although she had an urge

to pack her things, but for some reason, she glanced at a certain area of his body. Does he not feel uncomfortable? With

the bed. Shortly after, she received a message.