My Baby’s Daddy

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My Baby's Daddy chapter 878

Chapter 878

As Angela's hair was billowing in the strong wind and covering her face, she had to block the breeze with her hand and

squinted to see what was up ahead. When the wind finally stopped blowing, Richard opened the door and stepped out of

the cockpit, entering the lady's view. Wearing a camo t-shirt, he seemed even more like a strong, tough guy due to his

intimidating aura.

With a bright smile on her face, Angela looked at Richard just as he gazed back at her with his luggage in his hand. At

that moment, the helicopter's main rotor began to spin rapidly as it slowly levitated into the air, generating a strong twirl

of wind that blew at Angela's hair and messed it up. However, she quickly tried to fix her hair, tilting her head slightly to

the side as she scampered toward the man with a smile. "You're finally back!"

Meanwhile, Richard felt his heart skipping a beat, staring at Angela's smile in the illuminating evening hue. Has she

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been waiting for my return all this white? As the lady was holding a book in her hand, the evening sun was shining

on her face, her long hair running all the way down to her waist. At the same time, her smooth fair skin only served

to make her look even more gorgeous and pretty

The next moment, Richard nodded at her in response and directly moved on with his luggage in his hand, as if he

was reluctant to even greet her. Noticing the man’s indifferent reaction, Angela was stunned to find how nonchalant

he could be. I came all the way to receive him, but he didn't seem to have a problem leaving me here. Does he

really hate me so much? At the thought of that, Angela was reminded of the time she threw her lipsticks away not

long before she imposed on him to bring her to the place she was now to take care of her. Considering the trouble

she was putting him through, she started to see the reason he hated her, which she no longer found surprising.

Nevertheless, a thought to sound Richard out crossed her mind as she fixed her gaze upon the man who was

walking away. Soon, she let out a painful moan. "Ouch!" She rubbed her ankle, pretending to look like she had just

sprained it.

Upon hearing her moan, Richard, who had already taken a dozen steps ahead, looked back at Angela and noticed

her crouching down on the ground. He then dropped his luggage and approached her, standing before her while

showing his concern. "Are you alright?"

"My ankle still hasn't recovered... And I accidentally hurt it again when I stepped on a stone." Angela bit her lip,

gazing at the man in a sympathetic manner. "Can you carry me back?"

As Richard stared at Angela for a few seconds, the lady's face blushed bashfully. At the same time, she was

wondering whether the man had seen through her for her lie. Oops! I guess my acting was terrible. He isn't going to

believe in me, is he? However, just when she was about to get up, the man suddenly extended his arm and reached

out to her, carrying her in his arms in the next second. At that moment, Angela was seen with a pair of smiling

eyes, surprised by Richard's reaction to carry her because she thought he had always hated her.

Leaving his luggage behind, Richard carried Angela all the way to her room while drawing the attention of many others

along the way. Although Angela hid her face in the man's embrace in an embarrassed manner, the man ignored her

expression and continued to carry her to the door before he finally put her down. “Go back into your room." The man told

her and turned around, walking away.

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"Thank you!" Angela said. Upon opening the door, she entered her room complacently, her face blushing as she could

only hear the buzzing in her head. She then looked down and thought about her acting. Damn. Did I just nail it, or was!

just lucky? It was my left ankle that was injured last time, but I was rubbing my right ankle when I was acting just now.

How could Richard not notice that? If he had, he would have seen through my acting. In that instant, a strong sense or

embarrassment surged through her because she believed Richard should have been able to notice what was wrong,

considering how shrewd he was. Why was he still willing to entertain me? He even agreed to carry me. She buried her

face in the blanket while feeling an urge to confront Richard in his room about her question, wanting to find out whether

he saw through her acting.

Having contained her curiosity until after her dinner, Angela took advantage of the opportunity to return Richard his book

and knocked on his door. As soon as the door was open, the man was seen wearing a casual outfit, his laptop on his

desk, which indicated that he was in the middle of his work.

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