My Baby's Daddy

Shirley got into the car. Zacharias stayed outside and talked a bit more before finally coming in. The car slowly moved away from the building and made its way to the hotel. Shirley’s feet were sore after today’s party.

The clock struck nine. Zacharias suddenly held Shirley’s hand, fingers interlocked. Shirley didn’t refuse. They held hands tightly as the car took them across the streets of this foreign land. They genuinely looked like a couple madly in love.

Eventually, they arrived at the hotel, and Shirley got out of the car. The pain was killing her. At this point, she needed to hold the door for support just to get out of the vehicle. If she could, she would’ve taken her shoes off and walked barefoot.

Imogen naturally noticed Shirley’s discomfort. She also knew Shirley was never one for heels. So, of course, her feet were hurting right now. She was just about to help Shirley and act like she cared about her. Alas, Zacharias was already standing by her side. Before Shirley could even say anything, he bent over and held her in a princess carry.

The surprised Shirley quickly put both hands on Zacharias’ shoulder. “Oh, put me down,” murmured Shirley shyly. She was feeling a little awkward being held by Zacharias in front of all the team members.

smiled and went into the hotel

Zacharias were already madly in love. Everyone

the other bodyguards tacitly

too bashful to even look up from her safe spot. Zacharias took her all the way back to their room and put her on the couch. She was still blushing as she complained lightly, “Don’t do that next time.” Zacharias said, “Don’t move. I’ll rub some oil on that.” Shirley remained seated, waiting

was done rubbing the oil on

wasted. Instead, she

having a good talk with Shirley. Moments later, he came out of

taking a break or freshening herself up. Oh, right. She’s not a good drinker. But… I

rose to her feet and decided to get a shower. “I’ll-” Zacharias gently tugged on her arm, causing her to fall into his embrace. Due to his actions, her lips were inches away from his face. She had a feeling he was being cheeky, rendering her momentarily speechless. Finally, she said in exasperation, “What do you want?” “What