My Baby’s Daddy

Just then, Jasper’s phone rang. After checking the caller ID, he answered it. “Hello?” “Jasper, where are you?” It was Aimee on the other end.

“What’s the matter?” “I want to know where you are,” she requested again. “I don’t need to report my whereabouts outside of work, Aimee,” Jasper said solemnly.

“You’re with her, aren’t you?” Aimee questioned, making Jasper frown. Meanwhile, Aimee continued, “Jasper, if you really like her, you should stay away from her and not move closer.”

“Aimee!” “Don’t let her become your weakness,” Aimee warned and hung up the phone. As Jasper held his phone, Willow, behind him, stared at him. ‘Are you leaving?” she asked worriedly at the sight of his sudden grimness.

At that, Jasper turned around to look at Willow, and his countenance indeed expressed his inclination to leave. Panicked, she rushed to him and grabbed his sleeve, commanding, “Your better not.”

“Alright, I won’t leave tonight.” Only then did Willow smile. It was already 3.00AM, and

wide awake at this point, and the thunder and lightning were gone, replaced by pouring rain outside the window. There

standing by the floor-to-ceiling window. There

resembling a towering mountain, unyielding, while the girl was slender and delicate, in

man’s shoulder, pretending to be unsteady. The man naturally pulled her into his arms,

yet to grow up in front of Jasper, using all

had always projected an independent and competent image before meeting Jasper, traveling alone around the world to carry out cultural heritage conservation work. However, after meeting Jasper, she turned

the special ops, and they had even taken away a batch