The CEO’s Hidden Love Midnight Temptations and Deep Desires

Jeffrey picked up the report and glanced at it briefly, noting just two short items on the list.

The first line read: Blood Type ABO — O The second line read: Blood Type Rh (D) — Negative (+) "What's this about?" "The kid's got Type O blood." Jeffrey furrowed his brow, his face a picture of exasperation. "Do you really think I'm in the mood to care about what blood type she is?" He was on the verge of losing his mind! Everett, clearly more annoyed than Jeffrey but still patient, continued.

"At the company's mandatory health check-up, I remember you're Type AB." "Yeah? Can't remember." Jeffrey tossed the lab report aside and leaned back, closing his eyes, "As long as the check-up didn't show any serious illness, why should I remember this stuff?" Everett, frustrated by his friend's attitude, simply turned away and looked out the car window.

No movement from that window, curtains still drawn. Dorothy must still be sleeping in, she always did like to lounge in bed.

Jeffrey was nearly dozing off when he suddenly jolted awake.

"Wait a minute, why are you bringing this up all of a sudden?" Everett wasn't one to beat around the bush.

scrutinized it,

if discussing the weather, "Grab your phone, hit up Google, and look up what blood types the parents need to have to produce a Type O child." "I'm AB, so maybe

friend, whose

a Type O child." Jeffrey sharply looked up and asked, "Are you serious?" "Just kidding." Everett's phone screen

phone!" "Got it." After hanging up, Everett glanced at the image on his phone and forwarded

was his medical

bold letters, it read: Blood

in his haste to stand up, he banged his head hard against the car roof, "Ouch, that hurts!" Everett frowned, gave him a stern look. "Did you accept the kid without a paternity test?" Jeffrey, without thinking, blurted out, "Didn't you accept Abigail and Langston without a test either?” "Get out

kid