My Baby's Daddy

When Josephine saw the man going through the photos, she flushed. I shouldn’t have come to this place! “Are you a paparazzo? Which company do you work for?”

“I’m not a paparazzo; I’m a reporter, Josephine refuted. Ethan sneered. If she’s not a paparazzo, why did she take sneak photos of me? What a liar! He then started deleting the photos. When he was done with that, he tossed the camera back to her. “Don’t let me catch you doing this again.” To him, Josephine was just a peeping Tom.

“Hey… I really didn’t mean to take photos of you.” Josephine patted the sand away and got to her feet. The next moment, she squatted, realizing that she had twisted her ankle.

“Ouch!” she exclaimed and looked at the man in front of her. Ethan took a sip of water and was ready to go. back. He had a beach buggy with him. “Hey, mister. Can you give me a lift? I sprained my ankle, Josephine pleaded.

“No.” Ethan turned her down directly. I’m a guest at the wedding too. Will you please lend me a helping hand?” Josephine asked politely.

Ethan entered the beach buggy and shot her a look. “Don’t try to use this trick to approach me. I’m not interested in women like you.” He then stepped on the gas pedal and left.

too narcissistic. Do I look

like crying, she could only pick up her camera and stood up with difficulty. No longer in the mood to take photos, she dialed the number the driver had given her and waited for

for taking sneak photos of him, so he had no qualms about leaving her on the beach,

near the villas, Selena was having fun. Her curvy figure caught a lot of attention. Middle-aged men especially loved staring at her. Selena knew that the men sitting under the umbrellas,

was why she had to show them she

later, she approached a decent- looking middle-aged man and asked for a cold drink.

trouble before the wedding. Until evening,

day, and the wedding was still three

week, so she still

Josephine getting out of the sightseeing car. As their eyes met, Selena was surprised to learn. that the woman