My Baby’s Daddy

Inside Imogen’s room, she noticed that Imogen had bandages on her back and was wearing loose clothing, but her complexion was quite good.

“Mr. Flintstone wasn’t shocked, was he?” Imogen asked.

“He’s fine. He even asked me to convey his regards to you,” Shirley replied. Imogen’s eyes lit up instantly, and she asked somewhat abashedly, “Really? Is he really concerned about me? Does he remember me?”

Shirley nodded. “You blocked that attack for him. Of course, he remembers you.”

Imogen pursed her lips as a smile graced her face. “I didn’t block that attack for nothing, then. What matters is that Mr. Flintstone remembers me.”

As Shirley observed Imogen’s happiness, she inexplicably felt a pang in her heart. Does Imogen like Zacharias that much?

Imogen keenly noticed Shirley’s momentary distraction and decided to appear even more happy. “I hope I’ll have another chance at protecting Mr. Flintstone.”

“Well, I hope there won’t be a next time for such danger, for both you and him. None of you should get hurt,” Shirley replied. Imogen smiled and said, “You’re right.”

Imogen looked at Shirley enviously and commented, “Shirley, I really envy you! You can be with Mr. Flintstone all the time, accompanying and admiring him.”

by his side isn’t as easy as it seems; it

Besides, due to your

three months pass by quickly. I don’t like being confined to one place; I prefer the feeling of

do an internship. You’ll still have a great future ahead either way. It’s me who needs to

you keep up the good work. You will definitely graduate successfully,”

had spent half an hour here. Then again, Zacharias didn’t urge her to return, so she decided to

asked. Shirley shook her head and replied, “No. I’ll take a little

Imogen nodded. “Alright.”

Tony didn’t see Shirley and curiously asked Zacharias, who was sitting

“She went out.”

woman’s heart.” Tony immediately leaned over. He believed that with Zacharias’ status, appearance, and charm,

then?” Zacharias turned

do! I’m a veteran. I’ve had my fair share of girlfriends. If not ten, at least eight,” Tony exaggerated, though

warned, “Mind you,

that, Tony grinned and suggested, “Would you