My Baby's Daddy

“Why don’t you give the car to me, and I’ll drive it back?” Angela asked bravely.

Richard was not going to agree. After all, she didn’t have the ability to handle the steep and dangerous mountain roads.

“No,” he rejected.

Just then, the sky turned overcast; it was clear that it was about to rain soon. Sure enough, rain began drizzling on Angela’s head after a while, causing her to cover her head with her hand. However, the rain came pouring down all of a sudden.

“Hurry up and get in the car,” the man in the car ordered in a low voice. Was she trying to get herself drenched again after she had just recovered from her fever?

Irked by the unreasonable weather, Angela hastily walked to the passenger seat before she opened the door and went inside without sparing the man in the back seat a glance.

in the car. isolated from the rain outside. Angela’s thoughts were in a complete mess, and all of her senses were trained on the man in the back seat as she listened

a mission? Why are you still

didn’t want to see me?” Richard fixed his

sleep? How were his meals? Had he stayed in this car the entire time? At the thought, she

dry, and she wanted to drink

and handed it to her. When

head, his brows furrowed tightly. “I don’t have

refusing his glass? Didn’t she drink

shared his thoughts. Last night, when she was in his room, she didn’t have a problem with drinking from his glass, but it was like a slap in

purse from inside before opening it. Except for a bunch of cards, there wasn’t any money

me a hundred.” Angela asked the man behind her, reaching