Filed To Story: Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel
Then, Nigel’s face came extremely close to hers. “I think you like more than just his acting!”
Queenie felt wronged. How could she possibly have known she would get to know him in such a short amount of time? Also, how could she have known that he and Julian were friends, which was why she had forgotten to change the wallpaper on her phone?
“I’ll change it. I’m changing it now.” After saying that, she took out her phone and changed the wallpaper to her self–portrait in front of him. Then, she showed it to him while saying, “Here. I changed it. Do you think this picture looks good?”
At that point, Nigel was even more sure of one thing. Julian is not allowed to show up before me for the time being.
Suddenly, Queenie’s phone rang. She looked at it and saw that it was her mother calling, so she said to him, “It’s my mom. Excuse me.”
Once she finished speaking, she took her phone and went to the balcony to pick up the call. “Hi, Mom.”
“Queenie, are you staying at Nigel’s home?” A questioning tone sounded from the other end of the call. It was Bonnie.
Frowning, she answered, “I’m not telling you anything.”
“I think you are. You’re desperate to sleep with him so that you can win his heart, am I right?”
“I’m not you, so I don’t need to use your methods to win a man’s heart,” Queenie replied flatly.
“Queenie, come home! I know I was wrong and I shouldn’t have made you angry. It was all my fault.” Bonnie’s tone suddenly turned pitiful.
“Bonnie, cut the act. You’re such a hypocrite. I will never—”
“Queenie, what are you talking about?” Maggie’s stern voice sounded from the phone.
Stunned for a few seconds, Queenie suddenly realized what had happened. Bonnie must have pressed on the loudspeaker and deliberately let her mother hear her last sentence.
“Mom, I’m sorry.”
“Mom, don’t blame Queenie.” Then, Bonnie’s weak voice sounded from the other end.
“Queenie, is this how I brought you up? How could you call your sister that way?” Marry angrily questioned, “I heard Bonnie say that you’re staying at Nigel’s. Queenie, how many times have I told you that you should reserve some dignity. Both of you aren’t even engaged. How could you move in together?”
“That’s right! Queenie, what if you get pregnant? What if the Manson Family looks down on us and forces you to abort the baby? Aborting a baby is bad for your health,” Bonnie suddenly mentioned out of nowhere.
This time, Queenie had indeed experienced how scheming Bonnie could be. She only had to say a few words to make their parents scold her.
“Mom, don’t worry. That won’t happen.” Queenie tried to comfort her mother.
“Queenie, come home this instant.” Maggie started to feel worried that what Bonnie said might come true.
“Queenie, you should listen to Mom. It’s dangerous for you to stay with a man alone. I’m saying this because I care about you!” Bonnie spoke as if she was indeed concerned about her sister.
“Queenie, stop making me worried about you. You must come home tonight. I’m not joking with you.” Maggie’s usual gentle voice had turned serious.
“Queenie, Mom is really worried about you.”
After taking a deep breath, Queenie tried to persuade her mother again, “Mom, I promise, nothing will happen. Just trust me.”
“Queenie Silverstein, if you don’t come home tonight, don’t blame me for wanting to cut ties with you!” With that, Maggie hung up.
In the meantime, Bonnie was smiling triumphantly in the Silversteins‘ living room. A night with Nigel? Dream on, Queenie!
While Queenie stood on the balcony, she thought she had underestimated Bonnie’s schemes.
Even though she had left home, her sister still had to make things difficult for her.
Standing on the balcony, she closed her eyes and thought about how she was always the obedient daughter. Ever since she was young, she would go with her parents‘ decisions and never disobeyed them. However, she decided that tonight would be the first time to break that streak.
She was going to stay at Nigel’s home tonight, not for anything else, but to prove to her parents that she was a grown–up now and was perfectly capable of making her own decisions.
After making up her mind, Queenie called her mother. This time, it was Maggie who picked up.
“Hey, Queenie. I was too harsh with you earlier—”
“Mom, I’m not going home tonight. I’m twenty–four, and I can take account of my own actions. Also, I believe in Nigel’s character.”
“But—”
“You didn’t bother Leslie and Bonnie when they were together, so now I’m asking you to do the same with me and Nigel.” Without waiting for her mother to respond, she hung up the phone.
Meanwhile at the Silverstein Residence, Maggie sighed while sitting on her bed. She had been overly protective of Queenie ever since she was young and thought that she had not grown up enough to let her pursue the life she wanted. As she thought about that, she decided it was time to let go.
Queenie fell into a daze while standing on the balcony. When she turned around, she saw a tall figure standing by the door. How long has he been here?
She was so flustered and instantly averted her gaze. At the thought of what she had just said on the phone, she felt her cheeks getting warm. Did he hear what I said?
“Are you done with your calls?” Nigel asked casually.
She thought it would be best if he did not overhear her disregarding her parents‘ disapproval and insisted on living with him. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
However, she did not know that he had indeed heard everything and was being respectful to her by not expressing it. He was especially shocked when he heard her last sentence. It had only been ten days since they met and she actually trusted him so much.
After pondering for a while, he suggested, “How about I bring you somewhere special for dinner tonight?”
“Where?” Queenie began to anticipate dinnertime.
“To a restaurant my family owns by the beach. I can bring you out for a drive to relax.” He decided to find a way to make her happy.
“Sure!” She nodded.
At that moment, Nigel’s phone rang. He took a look, smiled, and told Queenie, “I need to take this call.”
After that, he took his phone and entered his room.
“Hey! My little nephew.”
“Uncle Nigel, I don’t have any homework this afternoon and I wanna come over to your house and play games with you.” The cheer of an excited child sounded from the other end.