My Baby's Daddy

Maybe I’m just reading too much into this, Naomi told herself.

Meanwhile, Alex arrived at Hayley’s little apartment and found her waiting for him. After a round of passionate tussling, she started asking him about Francis. All he divulged was that Francis had suddenly collapsed and was sent to the hospital for an emergency life-saving procedure.

Hearing about Francis’ situation, Hayley nodded. She was not angry when she sensed how wary and secretive Alex was (toward her, seeing as the end she sought to achieve was for Anastasia and Elliot to call off their engagement.

With Francis still in a coma, Hayley doubted that Anastasia would continue with the engagement; it was not proper in light of the grim situation at present, and besides, the cheerful novelty of her upcoming nuptials would have already worn off by now.

Meanwhile, in the hotel, Anastasia could not sleep. She stood in front of the floor 10-ceiling window and stared out at the hospital across the road. Worry was evident in her eyes, and for each day that

Francis stayed unconscious, she grew even more anxious.

Elliot sighed softly and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Let’s get some rest, shall we?”

the only thing. that kept her grounded when everything else in her life was tossed up in the air. Faith came with the sense of calm that suddenly washed over her;

on the

phone with Benedict, who had called to tell him that Francis’ condition had not changed much. since last night, though there were several tests that the hospital had scheduled for

family runs.” I’ll do it,” she

over the phone. “Bring him.

paperwork. It wasn’t until she saw her father being wheeled into an

had only just left when Anastasia’s phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID, and upon seeing Naomi’s name flashing on the

sparing no niceties as she picked up the

father transferred to another hospital? Your father is in no condition to be moved around willy-nilly! You better pray that he wakes

for anything. that might happen,” Anastasia replied. curtly. “He’s my

company. That’s it, isn’t it? 1 know exactly how that mind of yours works,

razzing her up, but her blood still boiled all the same. “I don’t care what