My Baby's Daddy

When Corinne finished preparing breakfast, she saw a tall and elegant figure descending the stairs. It was Zacharias.

“Your breakfast is ready, Mr. Flintstone,” she said with a smile. Her previous harsh attitude toward Shirley was nowhere to

be seen.

“Okay.” He nodded and sat down at the breakfast table. All this while, Corinne looked at him admiringly, finding it hard to

take her eyes off him. Naturally, he noticed this. For girls who had ulterior motives, he typically gave them indifferent

treatment.

“Mr. Flintstone, if you ever want something specific for your meals, feel free to tell me anytime,” she said.

“No, you’re doing great.” He shook his head. At once, her heart raced with joy. “Thank you, Mr. Flintstone.”

“I’ll give you the day off. You can go back to the dorm and rest,” he suddenly said. Just after a few seconds of joy, her

expression froze. Another day off? For the whole day? “But I- I still need to prepare lunch and dinner for you.” She quickly

emphasized her importance.

“Imogen can handle that.”

me that her cooking skills aren’t

he said,

her head, not daring to dispute his

“Okay. Enjoy your breakfast.”

to pick up her bag and walked toward the door, all the while harboring some resentment. Why? Why

stay, but I’m constantly

was in the yard, sweeping leaves into a small pile at the side of the road.

a burst of frustration, kicked the leaves into disarray. As she

anger.

behavior, and she too glared at

“Let’s see for how long you can

hand and understood that Corinne had been given yet another

single day off while she has time off every day?

won’t be easy on you,” Shirley

utterly unimpressed. “Do you think I’m afraid of you? In our class, I’m an excellent

Can you

disdainful expression, Shirley replied confidently, “You might be the

team.”

let’s find some time to spar and see who’ll be left picking up

you are,” Shirley responded fearlessly. With that, Corinne left, and after Shirley finished cleaning

saw Zacharias still leisurely enjoying his