My Baby's Daddy

“You said you like flowers this morning. Here you go. They’re yours.” Zacharias handed the bouquet to Shirley.

Despite feeling excited, she only asked him quietly, “Why are you giving me flowers? I don’t have a place to put them.” “Why not? You can take any vase here and put them wherever you like.” He chuckled. He had noticed the anticipation in her eyes; it seemed he was gradually making his presence felt in her heart.

After Shirley reached out and took the flowers, Zacharias went to hang his coat.

A smile unknowingly appeared on her lips when she smelled the fragrance of the flowers.

She felt a sense of surrealism when she noticed her lips curling. What was happening to her? She had been eagerly anticipating him giving her flowers all day.

And after receiving the flowers, she couldn’t help but be in a much better mood.

just a simple imagination like the fleeting

three vases. She wanted to keep this bouquet alive; it was too beautiful, and she couldn’t bear to see it wither

flower arranging, the flowers were so vibrant and charming. Any random placement created a

left one vase on the dining table. Then, she contemplated whether to take another vase

room and then went upstairs

knocked on the door, entered with the vase, and asked him, “Do you want a vase of flowers?” He raised an eyebrow. “You haven’t even enjoyed them for long, and you’ve already taken the bouquet apart?” Shirley found it amusing, too. Zacharias carefully gave her a beautifully

many things. So, she asked again, “Do you want them or not?” “Sure.” The man nodded. “Leave them.” After placing

did you have

Freddie. Zacharias raised an eyebrow. “I knew you would care about this, so I went to pick them up.” She was taken aback, wondering how this man saw through her so well. Did he anticipate that she

buy them yourself? Don’t do it next time. Someone of your status shouldn’t appear in public.” Shirley became concerned again. She didn’t want Zacharias to attract attention just to buy