My Baby’s Daddy Chapter 775
A hint of mischief shed across Arthur''s eyes as he dared the young woman. “Who cares if | do? Unless you take the lead
without saying no to anything tonight, | won''t call you ‘puppy’ ever again. You''re not allowed to refuse anything.”N?velDrama.Org holds this content.
“Alright, | won''t say no then,” asserted Sophia with integrity despite her crimson face.
At that, Arthur stood right up, gave her a tug, and carried her bridal style into her bedroom, where they would have a passionate
exchange for the night.
Sophia was already sound asleep in the dead of the night, spent yet content. However, Arthur couldn''t sleep at all.
He pulled his phone out and checked the abundant text and missed calls. He knew he couldn''t dy his trip home any further,
for they were awaiting him to ascend as the head of the Weiss Family. This was his life event, and he had to show up.
With that, Arthur grabbed the pen and paper beside and wrote a hand-written letter. After cing it on the bedside table, he
leaned over and gave his beloved a peck on the forehead, whispering, “Wait for me.”
The Weiss bodyguards had been waiting downstairs all this while, and upon seeing their young mastering out, they heaved
a sigh of relief.
“Young Master, the ne is still waiting for you.”
“Let''s go.” At that, he looked at the apartmentplex behind him, specifically at the dimly lit window, before reluctantly getting
into the car to leave.
Momentster, a massive, dark gray private jet shot into the sky and disappeared into the night.
Meanwhile, Sophia had a sweet dream as she hugged the covers, feeling the lingering warmth of it. In her dream, she found
herself in a wedding gown, holding Arthur''s arm as they toasted their guests.
When morning came, Sophia habitually shifted to the side and even stretched her hand over, only to touch a slightly cool bed
sheet. The strangeness instantly stirred her, and she sat right up upon seeing the t mattress.
The dead silence of the apartment caused a premonition to arise within her. With that, she got out of bed, searching in the not—
so—spacious room before finally finding Arthur''s hand-written letter on the bedside table.
‘Sophia, | have an urgent matter to attend to back home, but trust me when | say that I''ll return to you soon. Once | settle my
family’s affairs, | wille and take you back
to Flor to n our wedding. Love, Artie!’
Sophia rxed a little after reading the letter. However, his French leave made her rather indignant.
Then again, if he really bid her goodbye, she would only feel even more horrible and reluctant to part with him, wouldn''t she?
This letter would instead give her strength and security.
Naturally, she would wait for his return patiently. It was fine even if he didn’t return soon, for she would already be joyous as long
as he came back to her.
Meanwhile, inside a majestic manor in Flor, Arthur showed up in a ck suit with brilliant embroidery on the hem of the suit
jacket, reflecting his honorable status.
Martha, on the other hand, was relieved when she saw that Arthur had returned. She sized the young man up with no intention of
reprimanding him whatsoever and thought he was doing pretty well.
“Grandma.” Arthur went up to his grandmother and gave her a hug.
However, Martha gave him a shove, not wanting to get over it so quickly. “Alright, don’t think you can get away with this. I''m not
buying it.”
“I''ve missed you so much, though, Grandma.” Arthur continued to butter up the elderly woman, causing her feigned sternness to
turn into a beam instantly. At that, she gave him a yful whack. “As if | still mean something to you! You rascal! Do you even
remember where your home is when you''ve been out there for so long?”
Just then, an excited figure dashed over from outside. Emily happened to be visiting, and she dashed right over upon hearing
Arthur''s return.
“Artie, you''re finally back!” Surprise and grievance filled Emily‘s eyes.
“Emily, why don''t you stay for dinner tonight?” Martha offered.