My Baby's Daddy

Sensing someone approaching, Harmony lifted her head and saw that it was Ezekiel. Quickly, she stashed her phone into her bag, not wanting him to see the negative rumors circulating online.

“Come on, let’s go home,” Ezekiel suggested. Seeing her face unnaturally flushed, he reached out to help her up while checking her forehead with his free hand.

Harmony was just a bit tipsy and woozy from too much red wine, not sick.

“No fever, but your face is red. Are you feeling stuffy?” Ezekiel asked with concern.

Harmony shook her head. “No.” She was flushed with anger, genuinely upset by the negative rumors.

Indeed, she felt much better after stepping outside with Ezekiel and feeling the natural night breeze. Dressed in an evening gown, she looked exceptionally charming, and her figure was perfect for such a curve-revealing attire.

Once they got into the car, they headed straight back to the hotel. Harmony didn’t want to think about anything at the moment; she just leaned on the man’s shoulder and dozed off.

pull the zipper down for me?” Ezekiel

kiss, then?” the man asked with a low chuckle. Harmony didn’t dare to respond to his provocative words. She turned around with a smile. “I’m going to change into my pajamas.” Ezekiel watched her escape into the room. He didn’t

in a short, spaghetti- strapped nightgown, feeling more relaxed in front of Ezekiel now. His gaze was once again drawn to her, and he reached out to hold her slender waist. Harmony looked up, her face slightly

in for a kiss. Having just taken off his

yet exhausting night, and Harmony thought she would break in two from her

the morning, she received a call from Sera. They were to meet with the director to discuss

I’ll be there,”

going?” Ezekiel overheard Harmony’s call as he came out of

to meet with the director today, so I can’t have lunch with you,” she explained. She had just gotten out of bed

for being too wild last

waist is sore. You can

her to skip the meeting. She shook her head, “No, I have to go.” He was so accomplished; how could she slack off?! While she couldn’t compare to him, she had to strive