The Wayward Daddy
6 hrs. 40 min.
Description
— I’m pregnant, the girl says quietly.
— Baby, — I choke on the word as I reply. — I see you for the first time in my life!
— I see you too for the first time! The father of the child is my boyfriend, Roma. I met him. In this apartment.
— Roma? — I smirk. — Then everything is clear. Roma Molchanov is my son. Come in, make yourself at home. And I’m sorry that I grabbed you. I thought you were from an agency.
— From what agency? — my hint doesn’t reach her.
— From a cleaning agency, — I say off the cuff, watching the girl.
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Damn it, my scatterbrained son got into trouble again!
And who among us two is the irresponsible daddy? My son running from responsibility—or me, who wanted his pretty girlfriend for myself?
— Baby, — I choke on the word as I reply. — I see you for the first time in my life!
— I see you too for the first time! The father of the child is my boyfriend, Roma. I met him. In this apartment.
— Roma? — I smirk. — Then everything is clear. Roma Molchanov is my son. Come in, make yourself at home. And I’m sorry that I grabbed you. I thought you were from an agency.
— From what agency? — my hint doesn’t reach her.
— From a cleaning agency, — I say off the cuff, watching the girl.
❀❀❀❀❀
Damn it, my scatterbrained son got into trouble again!
And who among us two is the irresponsible daddy? My son running from responsibility—or me, who wanted his pretty girlfriend for myself?
