My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 785

Behind him, Eliot also said gently, “Wait for my return, and call me if anything happens.” 

“I‘ll be fine. Go ahead!” Anastasia was actually a little tired, and she wanted to rest for a bit. 

Eliot and Richard went out together. They asked about Arthur‘s whereabouts, then went straight to him. 

Just then, Arthur was in the garden walking his beloved pet. He was sitting on the couch as he watched the Doberman dig holes in the ground. He usually cared for it like it was his own son, but he just told it to stop in a lazy tone, saying, “Gritt, stop it.” 

Gritt let out a pampered whine, then immediately went over to him and rubbed its head against his arms. Then, it sniffed all around him, perhaps also noticing that its master was less enthusiastic now, thinking that Arthur probably didn‘t love it anymore. 

“What‘s wrong?” Arthur frowned as he looked at the dog, then reached out and patted it. “You like walks, don‘t you? Go and play!” 

However, Gritt remained in his arms, reluctant to leave. Its large mouth rubbed against his arm as it let out more whimpers. 

“You‘re making my clothes dirty.” Arthur pushed its big mouth away, then picked up a ball beside him before throwing it into the distance. “Fetch.” 

Just then, Gritt‘s ears perked up when it sensed someone coming. 

over to the

dog with loving gazes. Gritt was a puppy they had picked out together, and the little guy in

two. He simply looked at them,

seated there and didn‘t even seem to bother getting up. There was

welcome to your wedding!” Richard complained. He was a

expansion of his words.

took a seat across from Arthur. then chatted with

I‘d attend your wedding this soon.”

here alone? Where‘s Anastasia and Jared?” Arthur asked.

forward to meeting your wife;

I can do that.” With that, Arthur glanced at his watch. “I have a video conference to attend, so I‘ll go back to my study now. We

that.” Richard didn‘t want Arthur to leave,

hand

That‘s no way to treat your best friends.” Richard wanted to

Arthur just said in exasperation, “Pardon me if I‘m lacking in hospitality.”