My Baby's Daddy

“Do you know that I was conscious for about ten seconds that night? And how much it pains me to hear what you’ve said to Erica?” Francis asked.

Naomi’s face blanched at the revelation as she drew a sharp breath in horror. He woke up?

“I’m so sorry, Francis. I was wrong. Please give me another chance. Help me out and I’ll do anything as you say to repay you for the rest of my life.” She was willing to do anything just to leave this appalling place.

He shook his head. “I’m not here to get you out. You should atone for your sins.”

“Francis, I’m sorry! I was wrong…” She began wailing from the bottom of her lungs.

Still, Francis was not to be moved as he continued and questioned, “And what about Erica’s true identity? I bet you had used Anastasia’s blood to replace hers in order to deceive me. You’ve used me to bring up your daughter for over 20 years and yet, this is how you treat my daughter? You’re heartless, Naomi.”

“To Erica, you’ve always been her father. She’s a good daughter and she loves you.” Naomi tried to put in good words for her daughter.

you to conspire against me by changing my last will and taking away my company. And for sure, she wouldn’t have murdered someone just to hide

know anything. Save her, please! She’s your

as she has the right to do so. Everything

As the realization of her last strand of hope vanishing dawned upon her, her eyes widened in total fear. “What? You’re going to let her handle everything? N-No. Francis, she hates me to

treated her nicely, she wouldn’t have taken things this far. It’s your karma.” A visit at death’s door had cleared the haze in his mind. He had made up his mind to spend the rest of his lifetime with his biological daughter in peace;

to say, Francis rose

Please, save me!” The desperate woman banged her head onto the transparent barrier continuously in an attempt

he tuned out the noise and

a smidgen of pain despite

jewelry showcase commenced as scheduled at 2.00PM on Friday and it was expected to

Felicia promised to meet up together. They seated themselves at the front

a black dress that hugged her figure well. In spite of the unobtrusive color, she