My Baby's Daddy

“Is this my godmother, Godfather?” Jared asked with a smile while looking at Sophia next to Arthur.

Sophia choked as she was about to take a sip of tea to quench her thirst. “No, no. You misunderstood, kiddo,” she said, covering Jared’s mouth and coughing lightly.

Without saying anything, Arthur simply curled the corner of his mouth.

“We are just friends,” Sophia attempted to explain.

“My daddy and mommy were also just friends before they fell in love and married.” According to Jared, friends could become husband and wife.

Sophia fixed her gaze on Jared. He was as attractive as his father, and his sweet little face made her want to pinch it.

“I’m not worthy to be with your godfather!” she scowled.

“Miss, don’t worry. You are so beautiful. You’ll be a good match for my godfather,” Jared said, looking back at Arthur.

laugh or cry. Someone couldn’t

your compliment.” She

placed Jared next to him. His best

detail about his meeting with his wife. His words were brief, but they came from

yelled through the microphone to her grandson, “Elliot, please treat Anastasia

only love her in this life, and I will live up to it,” Elliot replied, looking at the

eyes darkened as she heard his words, as if she

the oath. During the kissing session, Elliot only kissed Anastasia’s forehead

audience erupted in

by surprise. She witnessed a beautiful, grand wedding and a happy couple despite the fact that she was not an official

their love for each other from beginning to end, and it was the

fantasize about what kind of man she would marry in the future. Would he be as gentle and attractive as the groom on stage? Would he be as tender as Elliot was

wished she could meet such a lover and devote her entire

while she was looking at the stage. Sophia smiled broadly, her eyes wide with admiration. The way