My Baby’s Daddy

Willow looked mischievously at Jasper with a raised eyebrow and said, “You didn’t say please.” “Please excuse me, Miss Presgrave,” he said through gritted teeth, his deep eyes locked onto her.

It was only then that she retracted her arm and made way. Although Jasper left, she felt at sense of disappointment instead. Troy blinked, then whipped around to look at Jasper’s receding figure. It had only been a few seconds, but Troy could sense that Jasper was not any ordinary man.

He then remembered Willow switching places on purpose, then blocking the man’s path intentionally, along with the conversation she shared with him. It felt like she was not chatting with him in earnest. Instead, she seemed to be provoking someone.

“Miss Presgrave, who was that just now?” Troy asked straightforwardly. She shook her head. “No one.” “It’s someone you like, isn’t it? I can’t believe there’s someone you can’t get.” He was interested in this matter. Willow, however, refused to admit it. ‘What? I’m not trying to get him.”

“Do you need help?” Troy, on the other hand, was intent on helping her get the man. She blinked. “You’ll help me?” “I can work perfectly with you as long as I’m in Averna.”

“All right. I’ll treat you to meals and stuff when you’re in Averna, so when I need you to

always been a mischievous person. Some people in this world were on the same wavelengths; they would not be attracted to each other but could have fun together regardless. Willow and Troy were probably one

the Presgraves’ baby shower was held in a private manor. Almost 200 guests turned up for the occasion, and every guest came

his son in his arms as he led his wife, Ellen, who had just gotten out of confinement, into the hall. Standing before the tall and handsome man, she wore a gray evening dress that looked gentle and elegant. Her long hair framed her pretty face, and because of her recent pregnancy, she had an

of congratulations sounded from the people around them, Jared and Ellen smiled and nodded in response. The guests were amazed at the young child of the Presgrave Family, who

oblivious. His small features were tinted pink, and even though his tiny face was plump, he looked very much like his father. Willow

like Willow, feel a little stressed, so she took Troy out for a drive. As the night fell, they sat in a high-class bar, gazing at the glimmering stars outside the window. She held the wine glass

next to her, had the urge to help her. “If you miss him so much, just go to him!” “I can’t do