Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
After placing it down, the nurse left. Shirley looked at the man’s arm and asked,
“Can you eat by yourself?”
Zacharias shook his head. “No. You’ll have to feed me.”
And so, she picked up the plate and scooped up a spoonful of food. Seeing that it was still steaming, she blew on it before bringing it to the man’s lips.
Zacharias’ lips curled into a smile. He obediently cooperated and ate the food.
“Aren’t you afraid of revealing your identity?” Zacharias asked while eating. “I didn’t think that much,” Shirley replied truthfully. After hearing about his injury, her inner worry made her want to see him at once.
He squinted and smiled. “Are you so worried about me?” he asked. She raised her head and replied seriously, “Of course I’m worried. If anything happens to you, we all share the responsibility.”
Zacharias listened, and his eyes showed a hint of displeasure. “Why can’t you admit that you care about me?”
Shirley choked for a moment. “Alright! I care about you, but it’s only the kind of relationship between a subordinate and a superior. Understand, Mr. Flintstone?”
Zacharias chuckled. “You still care about me nonetheless.” Shirley brought the food to his lips. “Finish the food before we talk.”
He then finished the plate of food. Having just woken up and due to the excessive blood loss, he obviously lacked strength. However, het looked at the girl beside him and found himself reluctant to fall asleep.
“Shirley, can I call you ‘Shir’? Zacharias suddenly asked with a smile. Shirley immediately refused. “No!”
Only her family could call her that affectionately. He couldn’t. Just now, your great-uncle asked us how we met. Guess how I answered?”
“How did you answer?” Shirley asked nervously.
“I said we met when we were kids,” Zacharias said. “We met when we were kids? How?” Shirley argued. If he’s going to lie, he should at least provide some evidence! Zacharias’ deep eyes locked onto hers. “We did meet when we were kids. You just don’t remember.”
“Really?” Shirley’s eyes widened in disbelief. We actually met when we were kids?
She quickly asked, ‘When did that happen? Why don’t I have any memory of it?”
“That year, you were only four years old. You were just a little thing, so how could you remember?” Zacharias couldn’t help but recall her chubby appearance at the time. She was incredibly cute. This made him wonder if their children in the future would be just as adorable.
Shirley also instantly recalled pictures of herself at four years old. At that time, she still had traces of baby fat, and she was a little chubby girl. Her mother even said she was stubborn and refused to have her hair combed and kept running around with messy hair like at little wild child.
A flush crept up Shirley’s cheeks. Did he meet me when I was in that wild state?
He must have vivid memories of my childhood antics, as he was around ten years old at the time, so he surely remembers how unruly I was.
“How did we meet?” Shirley asked, curious.
“We met in the White House garden. I was there with my father as a guest. I got lost in the garden, and that’s when I met you. You took my. hand and led me back to the hall,” Zacharias said with a smile, his eyes filled with nostalgia.
Hearing that they once held hands when she was a child, Shirley felt her face grow even warmer. “Was that the only time we met?” Shirley inquired.
“How many times would you have liked us to meet?’ Zacharias countered.
“No, once is enough. I was quite mischievous and playful as a child, so I probably left a bad impression on you,” she quickly muttered. At that, Zacharias smirked. “You were adorable as a child! Just a little chubby.”
Shirley, hearing the description of her childhood. look from him, felt a bit indignant. “Who wasn’t chubby as a child? I bet you were chubby too!”
“I happen to like chubby kids,” Zacharias added.
Shirley decided not to argue about this. At least, him saying this would dispel any suspicions Ren might have about her and Zacharias.
“So, when did you recognize me?” Shirley raised an eyebrow.
“I recognized you from the first moment I saw you,” Zacharias stated. “I’ve changed so much since my childhood, and yet you recognized me instantly?”
Shirley was skeptical.
Zacharias had a knack for recognizing people, and this woman was so outstanding that it was hard not to notice her.
“In my eyes, nothing has changed.” The man raised an eyebrow, indicating that his memories of her as a child were quite vivid.
Just then, a nurse knocked on the door and entered, holding a tray of medication as she addressed Zacharias. “Mr. Flintstone, here’s your medicine.
Please take it on time.”
Seeing the medicine, Zacharias instinctively furrowed his brows. He didn’t like taking medicine. The nurse left, and Shirley got up to pour him a glass of water, saying, “Take your medicine!”
“I only have some superficial wounds. There’s no need for medication.”
Zacharias tried to come up with an excuse to avoid taking it.
Shirley got serious as she stated, “You definitely need to take the medicine.
Doctors don’t prescribe it without reason.”
Zacharias pursed his lips, wondering if she was here to take care of him or to monitor him.
Reluctantly, he took the medicine. Afterward, he felt even more drowsy, but he really didn’t want to sleep.
“Keep me company for a bit,” Zacharias said as he lay down. Seeing his eyes grow a bit hazy, Shirley realized he was tired.
“I can see you’re tired. You should get some rest,” she suggested.
“Tell me how you met Cole,” he asked bluntly. Shirley was caught off guard. This man had definitely looked into Cole’s background. In the end, she declined to answer. “I’d rather not say.”
“I want to hear it,” Zacharias insisted.
Seeing his interest, Shirley had no choice but to share. “I met Cole at the training base. He was my team leader, and we underwent a three- month training together. During the training, I developed feelings for him, and likewise, he liked me. It’s as simple as that.”
Zacharias let out a sigh, murmuring, “He appeared three months earlier than I did.”
Shirley didn’t quite catch what he said. She furrowed her brows, asking, “What are you talking about?”