My Baby's Daddy

“My stomach hurts… Do you have anything to eat at home?” Elliot raised his head and asked. After drinking so much alcohol tonight, his stomach, which has always sustained itself on high grade whole foods, naturally could not take it.

“Wait here. I’ll cook some noodles for you.” With that, Anastasia then went to the kitchen.

Sitting on the sofa, he smiled warmly as he watched the person in the kitchen busying herself.

No matter what she said, she still cared about him. It was just that she did not want to admit it.

After ten minutes, Anastasia came out holding a bowl of noodles, of which the noodles were of low sodium. Normally, she would cook this for her son, but she now used it all to feed the man.

Walking over, Elliot ate it without hesitation. Looking at the man under the light, it was even more evident that Jared’s face resembled his.

Wait! What nonsense am I thinking about? They just have similar looking features, that’s all.

While Elliot was eating the noodles, Anastasia went to clean up her room. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat upon discovering that it was already 9 PM. Goodness! I haven’t even picked up my son yet!

“Elliot, you’ll have to leave after eating. I need to go pick Jared up,” urged Anastasia.

“I can let Rey go pick him up. It’s not safe for you, going out alone late at night,” Elliot immediately replied.

“Isn’t Rey’s father hospitalized?”

fact, Elliot paused for a few seconds

Nigel’s calling me? Picking it up, she said, “Hello, Nigel. I’ll come pick Jared up

fallen asleep here. Just let him stay over at my place.” On the other end of the line, Nigel laughed, obviously

the boy accompany

already asleep? I’d hate

to be his father and sleep with

until Anastasia finally agreed. “A-Alright then. I’ll let Jared

you done with work? Are you outside or at home

“I’m at home.”

looks like me, and his face resembles mine exactly when I was young. Say, don’t you think this is some special fate between him and I?” Nigel

as she commented, “Jared resembles you when you were a child? How is that possible,

you don’t believe me, I can send my childhood pictures for you to

have to. I believe you. As long as you looked good as a child, that means that

that

“You always were handsome.”

you like me too.” Nigel laughed out happily on the other end of the

who was teased to laughter by his joke, also