My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 896

Chapter 896 

“You did it on purpose.” Richard firmly believed that she was doing this as revenge A remained glued to the wet spot on his pants as she gulped. “I really did not. It was an accident.” 

“Get out!” he barked without obvious exasperation. 

She bit her lip and closed her eyes in frustration. Why did this happen? It was all a bid to make him like her, but now she had hurt him. 

“I‘ll get you another cup of coffee.” She then rushed out of the room with her cheeks flushed red. 

He walked over to his closet to grab a pair of pants before heading to the bathroom. In the shower, annoyance swelled in him as his blood boiled with lust. 

Although she had only touched him a few times, he still reacted to her touch. 

Even now, his mind was still filled with the image of her fair and innocent face. He then realized the fire burning in him was impossible to suppress in just a few seconds. 

When he eventually exited the bathroom, he found someone under the table. It was Angela, back to clean his floor. Her hair was tied up in a lazy ponytail. She did not seem to be someone who often cleaned as she cleaned so awkwardly that she accidentally pushed over the rubbish bin. 

Thankfully, his bin was only filled with papers. Even though the bin was turned over, the only trash on the floor was scrunched–up balls of paper. 

He crossed his arms and admired the sight of her cleaning. He was not going to help at all. 

Once Angela was done cleaning up the trash, she moved on to organize the documents on his desk. A strand of long hair slipped out from the back of her ear, making her beautiful face appear even more exquisite. 

His eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to admire her figure. 

Then, noticing that she was being watched, she turned to smile at him. “Are you done changing?” 

She finished cleaning up his desk before walking out of the room. Soon, she was back with a new tray of coffee. This time, she had two cups; one for him while the other was for her. 

After a while, Angela realized the most comfortable spot in the room was Richard‘s couch. Due to her lack of sleep, there was nowhere she wanted to be other than his couch where she would curl up into a ball and read one of his books. 

She even had a cup of coffee to enjoy right now. Overall, it sounded like an extremely wonderful way to spend the morning. 

“Here, this is your coffee.” She smiled as she placed the cup on his desk. She then turned to his bookshelf, grabbed a book from there, and sat on the couch. With crossed legs, she read as she sipped on her coffee. 

For some reason, when he saw that she had taken over his room without asking, he felt happy. 

This was a sign that she felt safe in the room once more. 

He then sat down beside her, pulled out his laptop, and checked his emails. Although they did not speak to each other, they felt at ease sharing the same room. 

Angela had selected a book on evolution. Although the book was filled to the brim with concepts that were hard to comprehend, she still forced herself to slowly mull over every word she read. Had he even read this himself? 

A few minutes later, a question struck her. Since the coffee was quite hot just now, was he hurt when she spilled it on him? 

Could the thin layer of fabric prevent the hot coffee from burning his skin?