Chapter 649 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Ruka returned to her office while biting her red lips gently as her beautiful eyes misted over. Like a frightened little fawn, she was at a loss for what to do. At the same time, though, her cheeks were red as though she had applied blush to them. Am I crazy? How could I kiss him like that in the library? Is this reasonable or even legal?

She closed her eyes while covering her face with both hands. She felt like crying. She couldn’t help feeling that it was reasonable for her to kiss any other man but not Ren.

At this moment, it was as though she could still sense the man’s domineering breath, his tight embrace, and his strength as he tenderly stroked the back of her head with his large hand. The warmth of his fingertips and his intoxicating breath were still lingering in her mind, making her mouth feel dry.

She picked up a glass of water and hurriedly drank a few gulps from it. To her embarrassment, however, she found that just the thought of these things alone sent a tingling sensation throughout her body.

This is enough! How can I have feelings for him? I’ve loved Jethro secretly for three years. but that’s no match for the two days I spent with Ren and the two kisses he gave me? What is going on? This feels like disrespect for the three years I spent loving someone in secret! How could I be so unfaithful as to fall for another man as soon as I get disappointed in love?

Wake up. Ruka! In any case, I can’t have anything like that to do with Ren. Our identities alone won’t allow us to do that. I grew up by Scarlet’s side. She’s like an adoptive mother to me, so how could I get romantically entangled with her younger brother?

After patting her head, she picked up her bag and decided to go home. She strode out of the entrance and was just about to call Rita when she saw a black sedan parked beside the entrance.

She had a vague feeling that the car seemed to be Ren’s. Just as she was guessing, the back seat car window rolled down slightly. The passenger’s face couldn’t be seen clearly in the dim light, but Ruka could sense his silent and yet powerful presence. It was Ren indeed..

Just then, the bodyguard came forward and said to her, “Miss Singed, Mr. Husson would like you to get into the car.”

Ruka waved her hands. “Thanks, but it’s not necessary. I’ll hail a cab home myself.”

The bodyguard seemed to be in a tight spot. “In that case, Miss Singed, please get into the car and tell Mr. Husson about it.”

Ruka hurriedly directed her gaze toward the figure inside the car. Having no other choice, she took a deep breath and went over to the car window.

The man looked up; his face looked breathtakingly and stunningly handsome as the light shone on him. “Get in the car,” he said in a deep voice. Not daring to look him in the eye, Ruka lowered her head and replied, “I’m staying at my friend’s place.” The man frowned. “Your belongings have been sent to my place.”

Ruka looked up at him in surprise. “Huh? Why would my stuff be sent to your place?!”

Ren squinted at her. “Is it bad to stay at my place? Do you really have to trouble your friend?”

Obviously, it was even better to trouble the man than to trouble her friend. However, in her opinion, she’d rather sleep on the streets than trouble him. “My friend and I are really close. She’d welcome me to stay at her place,” she replied while pursing her lips..

“The matter’s decided. You’ll be staying at my place from now on,” the man said. With that, he opened the car door, stepped out of the car, and personally signaled her to get into the car with an inviting gesture, Startled, Ruka looked at him while feeling extremely flattered. He’s oozing gentleness from every pore, but why do I still sense a dominating aura?

It’s as if I’ll make him look bad if I refuse to get into the car. In the end, such pressure of being forced caused her to bend down and get into his car reluctantly.

The instant the car door closed, her heart shuddered, and her breathing became tense, as though she had been abducted into the car. That’s right-I’m abducted by this guy’s commanding presence, his power, and his seniority. If it were another man, I’d definitely fight to the end and refuse to get into the car no matter what.

Ren then got into the car from the other side. When he got into the car, he looked sideways to study the young lady’s expression. She was pouting her lips slightly with a hint of displeasure. The bodyguard started the car.

Seeing the streetlights and the trees flashing past the car window, Ruka involuntarily relaxed. In reality, she wasn’t that averse to going to his place, which was large and comfortable. She knew what she was afraid of, but she couldn’t pour it out.

20 minutes later, they arrived at Ren’s villa. After they arrived, the bodyguards drove off-not to leave but to go on duty.

Ruka entered the living room to see her suitcase beside the couch. She couldn’t help but let out a sigh. Am I gonna be staying at his place no matter what?

Ren said to her, “Do you still like the room last night? If you do, then stay in that guest room.”

“Uh-huh! I like it.” Ruka nodded.

Ren lifted her suitcase and went upstairs. Stunned, Ruka hurriedly said, “Let me carry it, Mr. Ren.”

However, the man carried her suitcase upstairs effortlessly.

Ruka followed him all the way to her guest room from behind.

Ren put down the suitcase and surveyed. the room as if to see if the room lacked anything. Ruka said behind him. “Mr. Ren, I don’t lack anything. You should go and get some rest.”

Ren looked back and asked, “Have you had dinner?”

Only then did Ruka realize that she never had time to eat after being locked in the library for such a long time. I’m okay with skipping dinner, though. “No, I haven’t, but I’m not hungry,’ she replied.

“Come downstairs for dinner later,” the man said before leaving.

Ruka was dumbfounded. Is he gonna make dinner for me? Hearing the door close, she still felt somewhat unsettled. She opened her suitcase and unpacked her clothes. The servant had packed up all her clothes, and she hung them up in the wardrobe before letting out an involuntary sigh. Seems like I’m really gonna be staying here..

After unpacking her luggage, she sat down for a while before going to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. Her oval face looked fair and plain with no makeup on it.

She had always been dissatisfied with her looks. She was going to turn 24 years old, but she still looked naive and ignorant, as though she had gotten old over these years for nothing. She fretted about this, so she always dressed older than her age on purpose..

When she came downstairs, she smelled something appetizing-not the rich aroma of cooked food, but the sweet and pure aroma of spring onions. Involuntarily, she turned her eyes toward the kitchen, only to see Ren cooking noodles in the open kitchen while wearing a black sweater with the sleeves rolled up.

In an instant, she found herself unable to tear her eyes away from the scene. The graceful and noble qualities he had about him were apparent even when he was doing something as trifling. as cooking noodles.

Looking at the man who was lowering his head and slicing the grilled steak with rapt attention, she couldn’t help but gulp a mouthful of saliva. I’m so hungry! “Let me help you, Mr. Ren.”

She went over with a smile and saw the steak that he had dished up beautifully with a floret of broccoli on top for garnish. As she was holding the plate containing the steak.. she was greeted with its pleasant aroma. How I wish I could steal a bite of it!

After putting the steak on the table, she saw the man behind her coming over with a bowl of noodles in each hand. It was as though he did everything with such extraordinary grace.

Ruka felt a tremendous sense of pleasure overwhelming her. Could I have saved the world in my previous life to be able to eat the food he cooked? “Wow! It smells so good!” she couldn’t help but praise. “You’re terrific, Mr. Ren.”

Ren fastened his eyes on her while naturally putting his hands on the table for support. As he leaned over slightly, his eyes darkened somewhat. “Ruka, from now on, don’t call me Mr. Ren anymore.”

Ruka’s eyes widened slightly. “What should I call you, then?”

“Call me whatever you like, but don’t call me Mr. Ren. I don’t like it.” Ren pushed a bowl of noodles toward her. “Call me Ren instead.”

Ruka was speechless for a moment. “No, I can’t do that. Aunt Scarlet is from the same generation as my mom. You’re her younger brother, so I should call you Mr. Rén. If you really don’t like that, I can call you Uncle.” She insisted on respecting her elders. In particular, she couldn’t address her elders wrongly since it’d be a rude. thing to do.

Ren knitted his brows. He replied somewhat sulkily in a peremptory tone of voice that brooked no retort, ‘In any case, you can only call me Ren while staying at my place these days.” He insisted that she call him so since there weren’t so many rules and restrictions at his place.

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