My Baby’s Daddy

“What’s your name?” asked Willow. The man ostensibly did not want to tell her and simply replied, “Last name, Wyatt.”

“Fine, Mr. Wyatt. If you’re unwilling to share, then keep it to yourself. Once tonight is over, we’ll revert to being strangers, and I won’t disclose my name either,” she declared. “I don’t wish to know,” the man said curtly.

Willow pursed her lips. She had never encountered someone so indifferent, as if he did not belong to this world. “Alright, then! I’ll take care of you for now. Once you’ve recovered, we’ll have no debts between us. Okay?”

The man closed his eyes to rest. Soon after, Ethan arrived with Josephine. Upon hearing about the shooting incident on the ship involving Willow, he hurried over to check on her.

“Willow, are you okay?” Josephine quickly held and examined her.

“I’m fine. He saved me,” Willow said as she pointed to the man on the bed.

at the injured man on the bed, his gaze carrying a touch of seriousness. It was a connection shared by two strong individuals as

turned to Willow and said, “I’ll assign someone to protect and care for him. Willow, it’s late now. Go back to

replied, “I’ll stay with him until morning. He saved my

a glance and decided not to push her. She said, “I’ll have Ethan increase the number of security personnel here. You also

feeling touched by their concern. It was a heartwarming and joyful feeling to be cared for

left, Willow sat back by the bedside. She had nothing else to do but watch the man. His face had a three-dimensional and profound beauty, like a work of art. The man disliked being

openly, “I’m just

gaze. “Why did you point the gun at someone earlier? Did he commit a serious crime?” She leaned in and asked softly, her

her question, prompting her to bite her lip awkwardly. This man seems

through a scare. She drifted off into a doze, and her body

remained fully awake, observing her as she oscillated between moments of slumber and restlessness. Eventually, she ended up lying on the edge of his bed, her face inadvertently making contact with him. In contrast, his towering and muscular frame, with impeccably sculpted chest muscles, gave him an imposing presence akin to a double-door refrigerator. As she leaned over, a portion of her face