My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 879

Chapter 879

Hi I‘m here to return the book.” Angela was a little too embarrassed to look Richard in the eve, 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 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.