My Baby’s Daddy novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 974

Richard could hear the sound of her drinking water, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable attraction that made his body turn hot. He looked up and saw her slender and pale neck that was slightly raised, making him want to turn into a vampire and take a few bites.

Angela could feel that the man behind her was looking at her. After she finished. drinking, she turned her head and asked, “When will we leave?”

“When the rain lets up a little,” Richard replied.

“If we don’t leave soon, it’ll turn dark, and the mountain roads will be more difficult to drive through. If you don’t want to drive, let me drive. Angela was eager to try as she had owned a driver’s license for around five years and was very confident.

“No.” Richard closed his laptop, refusing to allow her to drive.

Angela was rather annoyed. Is this guy doubtful of my driving skills?

Richard got into the driver’s seat from the back seat. Looking wild and attractive in a black trench coat, he oozed masculine charm in every move.

After darting a second look at him, Angela turned to look out the window. She dared not take another look at him, as though she feared she would fall for him if she did so.

Richard handsomely turned the steering wheel with deft hands. Subsequently, the large SUV charged out of the curtain of rain and moved along the road toward the mountains.It was raining heavily outside the car. As big raindrops pattered heavily against the car window, Angela couldn’t help feeling somewhat restless. It was as if even her breath were full of the man’s smell as she stayed with him in such a cramped space.

There was a brief silence as neither of them spoke.

“Is there any music to listen to?” she asked him.

“No,” he answered her.

Angela was speechless for a moment.

“We have no choice but to stay the night in town, Richard replied before looking left and right for a place to make a U-turn back into town.

Angela let out a sigh. I guess we can only blame our bad luck for this. I hope there’s a hotel in town, she thought to herself as she watched the man turn back to town.

There was another silence on their way back. Just then, it occurred to Angela that there was only a street in the center area of the town. Could there be a hotel? Don’t tell me there isn’t even a hotel!

Indeed, there wasn’t any hotel here. There was only a small three-story inn, which was the only lodging in town.

After parking the car outside the inn, Richard was the first to step out, whereas Angela stayed in the car, waiting. Staring at the heavy downpour outside the car, she found herself caught in an awkward situation for a moment. There isn’t an umbrella. How am I supposed to get out of the car? I’ll get drenched to the skin in a few minutes after doing that.

Just when she was hesitating, she saw Richard taking an umbrella from the back seat before opening it and walking toward her. When the car door opened, she looked at the man holding the umbrella. Standing in a charmingly erect posture, he stretched out his hand toward her.