Submit to the Boss He Rules the Boardroom and the Bedroom novel Chapter 990

Side Story 2: Paul VS Daryl (1)

It is a great cause to raise a baby, if you want to keep it.

To Daryl’s surprise, Paul chose to welcome the baby to this world. He actually instantly set out to prepare for its arrival when she herself was still at a loss for what to do next, especially when her belly still looked quite flat now.

Daryl glanced over the piles of books in the study Paul had just bought, just to find some weird ones among the normal instructions of pregnancy and fairy tales for kids, such as "Dogs are Better than Kids", "Spartan Education' and "Kids can Discipline Themselves".

She even saw him significantly place a paper box with cloth inside into the wardrobe.

With an ominous hunch, Daryl asked, "Could you let me know what you are going to do with the box?"

Proceeding with what he had been doing and closing the wardrobe, Paul answered slowly, "We may give the baby to those who'd like to adopt him or her upon legal procedures if we really feel regretful for giving birth to him or her later on."

Daryl was speechless at such a father-to-be who was thinking too much due to some strange complex even when his kid was only an embryo. The ridiculous existence of the box just got her to worry about the education of the kid in the future as she stroke her belly now.

At night, Paul began caressing Daryl like before.

Daryl just hit him back, leaving him gawking at her with a puzzled look.

I thought you've read the books," blamed Daryl, "but how come you're still ignorant about the knowledge that you had better not touch me in the first and the last three months of pregnancy?!"

Paul groped for his phone instantly. His face seemed quite grim in the dim light of phone screen.

Having studied relevant articles carefully, Paul finally believed what Daryl had told him. With a flicker in his otherwise dull eyes, Paul began to blame himself.

He was filled with remorse not only for the impulse just now, but the unwise urge that night, which he thought a total loss if that could be deemed a sort of investment.

But now, despite the obvious vexation, he had to proceed with that "business" firmly since Daryl was the one who would have to sacrifice much more than him.

Watching his dramatic performance, Daryl was so amused.

As his ascetic life started from that day on, Paul lay on the bed stock-still. Daryl might even think he was passing out but for the heaves of his chests.

How naughty Daryl was that she even went as far as to get him aroused by laying her face upon his chest softly!

Paul's body stiffened up as he restrained himself hard.

After a while, he finally gave up and sat up. "I'll go grab something to read."

Are you sure?" laughed Daryl. "At this late hour?"

Paul just got out of the bed resolutely and went out of the room lonely.

In the eyes of his coworkers, Paul's behavior was getting so strange that he not only started reading weird books, but was becoming more and more fretful, almost as peevish as he had been when Daryl disappeared last time. Everyone felt so agitated to approach him, only fearing any minor mistake would provoke his filthy temper.

Paul didn't really reproach you with harsh words. His supercilious glance only turned to a glare that fixed on you silently for some seconds, which was suffice to make you quiver.

It was just a nightmare when he scowled at you.

Burton finally got Paula to check this matter from Daryl secretly. When Daryl was having the afternoon tea with Paula, she wasn't actually quite sure whether it was the best timing to let Paula know about her pregnancy, only acting gingerly and keeping away from coffee and cold drinks. During the process, Paul even sent several texts to her, asking when she would go home.

Paula joked, "You act so carefully just like a woman expecting a baby!"

So you finally discover it!" Daryl exclaimed.

They both exchanged glances in silence.

Oh mine!" Paula suddenly burst out a scream, drawing the attention of all the people in the cafe.

Daryl hurried to cool her down, whispering, "Just between us, OK? I haven't planned to spread it yet."