Baby, I Found for You an Awesome Daddy

The journey back to Flowerbed Residence was smooth and the car traveled swiftly toward their destination.

Inside the cabin, the only sound that bounced off the windows was Shane’s rhythmic typing on his keyboard.

A car ride was not an excuse for him to put aside work-related matters.

However, it was the fact that he had his head buried in his laptop that gradually loosened Charlotte up.

She had expected Shane to start bombarding her with questions she could not explain like he had the last time around.

However, Shane was visibly too preoccupied with work to speak to her at all.

Clearly, she was overthinking things.

Despite her efforts to tear her eyes off of him, Charlotte kept catching herself staring at Shane.

His Roman nose paired with his thin lips gave the illusion that his face was deftly sculpted to exude the exclusive allure he had.

Her gaze then dropped to the set of long, slender fingers tapping diligently against the keyboard.

“You play the piano, don’t you?” Charlotte blurted without so much as a second thought.

Once the words left her lips, she instantly clasped her hand over her mouth and she could feel her face heat up.

Peeping at him was one thing, but why did she expose herself?

Hearing her question, Shane glanced over at her. However, that was all there was to it. Almost immediately, he retracted his gaze and resumed clicking away on his keyboard.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Sensing that Shane was unaltered, the blood pooling in Charlotte’s cheeks quelled by half. However, she could still feel her heart thumping in her chest.

In a desperate attempt to prevent a similar occurrence, she had no choice but to turn the other side and stare out the window.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

It was not until half an hour later when the tedious trip finally came to an end.

The car slowed to a stop in front of Charlotte’s residential district. Cole, who was in the passenger seat, turned around to face Shane.

“Sir, we’re here,” he reported.

Hearing this, Shane returned a firm nod and shut his laptop. He turned to look at the mother-daughter pair who were sound asleep.

The silence in the cabin was interspersed with the even breathing of the two.

The comforting sounds of their paced breathing seemed to soothe Shane’s furrowed eyebrows, which were scrunched up due to the stress from earlier.

After an indeterminable period, Charlotte stirred from a sensation of soreness.

She felt pins and needles in her legs.

She reached down to massage her legs. It took her a few seconds to recover from her daze and she immediately flew into a panic.

Sheryl had vanished from where she had laid in her arms!

In a state of agitation, Charlotte swung open the door and alighted the car. Just as she was about to yell for Sheryl at the top of her lungs, she caught sight of Shane and Sheryl sitting at a bench not too far from the entrance to the residential area.

Charlotte briskly sprinted over with worry coating every inch of her face. She chastised with a hint of anger, “Sheryl!”

“Mommy, Mr. Handsome said you were too tired and we should let you rest a little longer. That’s why I didn’t wake you.”

The little girl stood up obediently and took Charlotte’s hand on her own initiative.

“Mommy, please don’t be mad.” Her arch tone of voice prodded Charlotte’s heart and, in no time, the roaring fury within her heart was extinguished like it was never there.

Charlotte raised her head and locked eyes with Shane. She found herself staring right into those deep, enigmatic irises of his.

A gust of warmth arose in her heart, but the sensation only lasted for a fleeting second.

This man standing in front of her was Elaine’s brother-in-law. She ought to refrain from associating with him.

Charlotte took a deep breath in and pulled her lips into a distant yet polite smile. “Mr. Fuller, thank you. It’s awfully late, so we’ll be heading upstairs first.”

Once she finished speaking, she took Sheryl by the hand and disappeared into the district without a second glance.

“Goodbye, Mr. Handsome!” Sheryl called behind herself.

Watching Charlotte’s silhouette shrink into the distance, the corners of Shane’s mouth curled upward in a smile.

‘This woman’s attitude changes so quickly,’ he noted to himself with a chuckle.

After mulling over that, Shane got into the car.

Once he was seated, he removed a strand of hair that was twirled around his finger and handed it to Cole with an order. “Send this in for a DNA paternity test. I want the results as soon as possible.”

“Yes, sir,” replied Cole dutifully.

Shane subconsciously drummed his fingers against his thigh as he stared out into the darkness. It wasn’t until he saw the light spill out of Charlotte’s window that he ordered Cole to start the drive.