My Baby’s Daddy

Jensen’s fondness for Harmony had developed during their time as students. However, he had already appeared in several dramas by that time. In order to consider his future career, even though he liked Harmony, he couldn’t afford to have any scandals while in school.

Unexpectedly, on that day, he found himself standing next to Harmony. Of course, he was aware that Harmony had recently started dating someone and they had been publicly displaying their affection.

But in this industry, emotions were the least valuable thing. Jensen also hoped for a chance to be with the girl he liked, even if it was only for a short time. It would be enough to make up for the regrets he had from his student days.

Coincidentally, Harmony and Jensen were seated next to each other.

Harmony smiled and said, “Jensen, what a coincidence!”

Jensen was also excited. He got a bottle of water for Harmony and replied, “Indeed, it’s quite a coincidence.”

Just then, a figure approached from behind. It was Reuben, who shamelessly wanted to greet Harmony. “Harmony, you’re here too.”

Harmony turned her face to the side, intending to ignore him.

As Reuben was about to say something else, Jensen interrupted him. “Reuben, the event is about to start. You should return to your seat!”

industry. Catalina was on the verge of leaving the industry and had no

had driven away the jerk

your situation. He’s not worth your

award to receive that day, but she wasn’t looking forward to it

with Sera, so she didn’t know if Ezekiel had sent any

send another message, but Harmony didn’t reply. However, he could

and was watching the live broadcast in the yard on his

something

evening gown, but the

man gave her was something any man could understand-a look of

his phone and growled at the other end, “Miles, get the plane ready for me, stat!

other end, hurried

more and more often lately, making our lives

a moment ago, he had also watched the live broadcast and saw Harmony walking on stage with another man. With that, he understood

son rushing in from the garden and couldn’t help but ask curiously, “Ezekiel, it’s so late. Are you going