My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 782

His entire body exuded an aura that could only belong to someone from a military background. On his handsome and well–defined features was a pair of eyes that looked like stars. His gaze was firm and held a strong power that could see through everything 

“This way please, Mr. Lloyd. The guest bedroom is over here.” The steward came forward and greeted him courteously. 

“Where‘s your young master? I want to see him.” 

“He‘s been busy preparing for the wedding these days, and he‘s also quite swamped tonight. I‘ll inform him to come and meet you tomorrow morning,” the steward replied. 

Richard frowned slightly. “Alright.” 

He then went into the guest room prepared beforehand, and an attendant immediately came over to serve dinner. He was told to take a good rest at night, which meant that he wasn‘t supposed to go out loitering at night. 

However, Richard wasn‘t someone who kept to himself since young. In the middle of the night, his figure disappeared behind his window like a fleeting shadow despite the fact that he was four stories above ground. 

Richard immediately went for the master bedroom where Arthur would be in. He had been here before, and he was quite familiar with the place. He passed by a dark garden and finally arrived at the window which was still illuminated by the lights within. He positioned himself on the wall near the window and swiftly climbed up. 

to

someone outside the window. His eyes darkened.

jumped through the

him enter, he dropped his guard, but he wasn‘t too surprised either. He

was to be greeted warmly

from him. However, he

getting abandoned

me? Artie, what‘s wrong with you?” Richard asked right away. He wanted to know what

with me?” Arthur raised an eyebrow as he returned

you feel that something has changed between us? You getting married is a huge event, but you merely asked your steward to inform me about it. Are you so busy that you can‘t even

you only come if I invite

bed. “You know, I was in such a rush and delayed everything else to

were you worried?” Arthur continued swirling the wine in the glass, the coldness in his eyes still unrelenting as if

by then, and he even wanted to give his good friend a good beating so that Arthur could stop acting so aloof. By then, perhaps Arthur would be reminded of the past when they used to fight