My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 35 

Anastasia stopped laughing and looked at her son earnestly. “Jared, let’s not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”

“Grandpa said that it’s not right of my daddy to avoid taking responsibility, though. He has to be responsible toward you and me,” the little boy said with an adult-like expression.

Anastasia was speechless. Why did her father talk about such things with her son?

“Grandpa said that he will grow old and one day won’t be able to take care of us anymore.”

She could now feel the tears coming. Her father was worried that he would grow old and frail, hence unable to take care of her and her son. She tried to suppress the tears as she responded, “Be good, Jared. I’ll become strong and take care of both you and Grandpa.”

“Okay. I’ll also grow up quickly and be very tall, so I can take care of Mommy and Grandpa.” With that, the little guy returned to scarfing down his dinner.

Anastasia’s heart softened at his words. Her son was everything to her, so she absolutely must build a protective environment for him.

The next day was a Saturday.

It was early in the morning and she thought she wouldn’t have to go to work, but then she received a call from Felicia.

“Anastasia, why aren’t you here for overtime?”

and placed her hand to her forehead as she asked. Why was it necessary to work overtime when

soon. It’s customary to work overtime during these few weeks. Come on over

that case… Can I bring my son to the office?” Anastasia hastily

sure.” Felicia agreed, for she knew

woke her son up with kisses and told him, “Jared, let’s

to the office for

little guy seemed to be still half-asleep, but he

downstairs and hailed a cab to the office. She had bought some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when she arrived at the

in coffee when she saw the

Oh my goodness! He’s too

guy wore a black T-shirt paired with jeans. His black hair had covered his full little forehead and a pair of huge bright eyes shone like jewels as they peeked out from under his dense and curly eyelashes. His features were

still in

say that the host that night wasn’t too shabby

head lowered, Grace took the opportunity to reach

anger. “Miss, can you stop pinching

just so squishy that I couldn’t help it. I’ll

from Felicia. “Come

going to Director Evans’ office for a while. Look

problem.” Grace gestured with an