Chapter 540 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

One evening, she was strolling around the compound when her ankle was finally feeling a lot better. As she sat at the parterre and read her book, she suddenly heard the sound of a helicopter and looked up out of curiosity.

The next moment, she noticed a chopper flying over her head toward the field, which made her wonder whether it was the man who was back. Thrilled and excited, she carried her book tightly in her arms and scurried toward the field.

As Angela’s hair was billowing in the strong wind and covering her face, she had to block the breeze with her hand and squinted to see what was up ahead..

When the wind finally stopped blowing, Richard opened the door and stepped out of the cockpit, entering the lady’s view. Wearing a camo t-shirt, he seemed even more like a strong, tough guy due to his intimidating aura.

With a bright smile on her face, Angela looked at Richard just as he gazed back at her with his luggage in his hand. At that moment, the helicopter’s main rotor began to spin rapidly as it slowly levitated into the air, generating a strong twirl of wind that blew at Angela’s hair and messed it up.

However, she quickly tried to fix her hair, tilting her head slightly to the side as she scampered toward the man with a smile. “You’re finally back!”

Meanwhile, Richard felt his heart skipping a beat, staring at Angela’s smile in the illuminating evening hue. Has she been waiting for my return all this while? As the lady was holding a book in her hand, the evening sun was shining on her face, her long hair running all the way down to her waist. At the same time, her smooth fair skin only served to make her look even more gorgeous and pretty.

The next moment, Richard nodded at her in response and directly moved on with his luggage in his hand, as if he was reluctant to even greet her.

Noticing the man’s indifferent reaction, Angela was stunned to find how nonchalant he could be. I came all the way to receive him, but he didn’t seem to have a problem leaving me here. Does he really hate me so much?

At the thought of that, Angela was reminded of the time she threw her lipsticks away not long before she imposed on him to bring her to the place she was now to take care of her.

Considering the trouble she was putting him through, she started to see the reason he hated her, which she no longer found surprising. Nevertheless, a thought to sound Richard out crossed her mind as she fixed her gaze upon the man who was walking away. Soon, she let out a painful moan. “Ouch!” She rubbed her ankle, pretending to look like she had just sprained it.

Upon hearing her moan, Richard, who had already taken a dozen steps ahead, looked back at Angela and noticed her crouching down on the ground. He then dropped his luggage and approached her, standing before her while showing his concern. “Are you alright?”

“My ankle still hasn’t recovered… And I accidentally hurt it again when I stepped on a stone.” Angela bit her lip, gazing at the man in a sympathetic manner. “Can you carry me back?”

As Richard stared at Angela for a few seconds, the lady’s face blushed bashfully. At the same time, she was wondering whether the man had seen through her for her lie. Oops!

I guess my acting was terrible. He isn’t going to believe in me, is he? However, just when she was about to get up, the man suddenly extended his arm and reached out to her, carrying her in his arms in the next second. At that moment, Angela was seen with a pair of smiling eyes, surprised by Richard’s reaction to carry her because she thought he had always hated her.

Leaving his luggage behind, Richard carried Angela all the way to her room while drawing the attention of many others along the way.

Although Angela hid her face in the man’s embrace in an embarrassed manner, the man ignored her expression and continued to carry her to the door before he finally put her down. “Go back into your room.” The man told her and turned around, walking away.

“Thank you!” Angela said. Upon opening the door, she entered her room complacently, her face blushing as she could only hear the buzzing in her head.

She then looked down and thought about her acting. Damn. Did I just nail it, or was I just lucky? It was my left ankle that was injured last time, but I was rubbing my right ankle when I was acting just now. How could Richard not notice that?

If he had, he would have seen through my acting. In that instant, a strong sense of embarrassment surged through her because she believed Richard should have been able to notice what was wrong, considering how shrewd he was. Why was he still willing to entertain me?

He even agreed to carry me. She buried her face in the blanket while feeling an urge to confront Richard in his room about her question, wanting to find out whether he saw through her acting.

Having contained her curiosity until after her dinner, Angela took advantage of the opportunity to return Richard his book and knocked on his door.

As soon as the door was open, the man was seen wearing a casual outfit, his laptop on his desk, which indicated that he was in the middle of his work.

“Hi… I’m here to return the book.” Angela was a little too embarrassed to look Richard in the eye, even struggling to speak in full sentences.

Richard stood aside and let Angela enter his room. She then walked to his shelf and put the book back to where it was, only to take another book away.

She then peeked at the man who was working in front of his laptop for a few moments and took a deep breath, deciding to find out the answer to her question. “Um. Richard, there is something I want to ask you. Why were you willing to carry me this afternoon?” Angela asked, her eyes wide open.

“I thought you said your ankle was injured, didn’t you?” the man replied. without even looking at her.

“Yeah, I did, but don’t you remember which of my ankles was hurt last time?” Angela asked guiltily.

Upon hearing the lady’s question, Richard curled his lips upward, his eyes filled with mischief and playfulness. When Angela saw his ambiguous smile, she could only hear buzzing in her head.

Just as I expected, he knew I was just pretending. “If you knew I was pretending, why did you still go ahead and carry me?” Angela decided that she might as well reveal everything, abandoning her pride.

“Consider this the last time of your mischief,” Richard replied calmly, implying that he didn’t want her to pull a prank on him ever again.

Angela grunted and said, “You didn’t bother to talk to me this afternoon. I’d been waiting for you for a week, but when I showed up to receive you, you didn’t bother to say anything to me.”

Richard, who was typing at that moment, paused and asked with a deep voice, “Why were you waiting for me?”

“I was worried about you. After all, I’m wanted by many international crime syndicates, and I was afraid for your safety.” Angela spoke her mind, revealing the moments in the past few days when she was troubled by those disturbing thoughts.

In fact, she even woke up to a nightmare in which Richard was running amidst a shootout before an explosion happened. When she woke up from her sleep, she found herself covered in cold sweats.

Soon, Richard closed his laptop and calmly said, “I am and will be fine, so you should worry about yourself more instead.”

“I know I’ve been imposing on you lately, so I guess it’s not surprising for you to hate me.” Angela resented herself out of nowhere.

As soon as Richard heard that, he turned his attention to Angela and wondered when he had ever said that to her. “You should return to your room n now,” he said, thinking it wasn’t appropriate for both of them to stay in the room because it was getting late.

In the meantime, Angela had no choice but to leave the man to it as she reluctantly embraced the plausibly unpleasant truth that the man hated her.

The next morning, Angela tidied her room and went for a walk just when she ran into a man with an approachable and cheerful aura-Sean. ‘Good morning. Miss Meyers!”

“Good morning!”

“Have you had your breakfast?” Sean asked.

“Nope, I haven’t.”

“Would you like to join me then?”

Angela pondered for a while, thinking it wasn’t that bad to have some company since she found it boring to have her breakfast alone. “Sure.” She smiled and walked to the canteen with the man.

As a man who was over six feet tall, Sean made a perfect match with Angela, thanks to his good looks. Because of that, both of them turned many heads. wherever they walked past. They look like a lovely couple, don’t they?

After sitting down opposite Sean, Angela didn’t seem to have a good appetite when the food was served because of her bad mood. Noticing how she was picking at her food, Sean said in surprise, “You need to eat something, Miss Meyers. You need to get your strength up!”

“Let’s just drop the miss. Call me Angela instead. It’s not like I’m a daughter from some rich family.” Angela said.

“Sure thing. I’m one year older than you are anyway, so Angela it is then! Come on! Have some eggs. They are a perfect choice for a healthy breakfast.” Sean proceeded to peel off the shell before giving her the eggs.

Although Angela shook her head in refusal, Sean cordially went on to peel off half of the egg’s shell before he gave the egg to her. “Come on. I peeled off the shell for you, so you’re going to have to eat it now.”

Thinking it wasn’t appropriate for her to turn Sean down, Angela took the eggs in her hand and said, “Thank you, Sean.”

Meanwhile, Jared and Trevor happened to see the intimate interaction between Angela and Sean, thinking they would make a perfect couple.

After their breakfast, Sean left for his work while Angela decided to take a stroll outside to admire nature’s beauty. Having arrived in the meeting room, Sean was seen humming with his laptop in his hand just when Trevor and Jared playfully winked at him.

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