My Baby’s Daddy

“Why are you staying at Zacharias’ place? Don’t bodyguards have designated dorms?” Jesslyn found it unbelievable that Shirley was here so early in the morning. Being a girl, she was sensitive and prone to overthinking. Could this female bodyguard have made her way into Zacharias’ bed?

“Mr. Flintstone allowed me to stay here, Shirley replied.

“Hah, quite crafty, but rags can never become riches.” During their previous encounter at the hospital, Jesslyn sensed that there was something unusual between Shirley and Zacharias.

Shirley furrowed her brow as she listened to: Jesslyn’s insulting words. “Please watch your words, Miss Kurt,” she warned lightly.

Yet, Jesslyn rolled her eyes and went upstairs, leaving Shirley at her post as a bodyguard.

When she arrived at the master bedroom door, she immediately took off her coat and placed it on the couch in the third-floor living room. Intentionally, she tugged at her already low V- neck to reveal her charming cleavage before. knocking, “Come in,” the man inside said.

Jesslyn joyfully pushed the door open. At that moment, the man, who was arranging his clothes, saw her and furrowed his brow. “Why is it you?”

me, Zacharias.” She pouted, thinking to herself, Does he think it’s that female bodyguard? Such a

my workplace, Jesslyn. If there’s nothing important, please try to come here less often in the future,”

you, and if I don’t take the initiative, we probably won’t meet for a year or more,” she

young child, so he didn’t impose overly strict requirements on her in their interactions. Moreover, because her parents had helped his parents, he treated her like a little sister.

down and

stay at your place for a few days?” she

bodyguard can stay here; why can’t I?” She felt it was unfair. Do mean less to him than a

for you to come and go as you please.” As he responded, he headed

Jesslyn was not happy, she couldn’t push it further. She was smart enough not to anger him and strain their relationship.

room, he looked at the girl standing at the entrance like a guardian of the door. Suddenly, he felt a twinge of pity. He didn’t want her to work so diligently; he hoped she could relax and enjoy her

breakfast,” he called out to