Oops! My Secret Baby Is Caught By His Top-Lawyer Daddy! Novel

---- Chapter 71: Encounter From the moment Clara got out of bed that morning, Aaron noticed something was different-she was absolutely glowing. The smile on her face never faded. First, she and Aunt Paige spent the morning decorating the living room with festive cheer. Then she gave detailed instructions about the food for that evening and laid out the tableware herself. After that, she watered all the flowers and plants on the balcony with Leo. When it was time to head out after lunch, she picked a soft, body-hugging V-neck knit dress in a pale, powdery blue.

The fitted silhouette showed off her graceful curves and gentle charm. With light makeup and bright, clear eyes, her beauty was subtle yet striking. There was a quiet allure in the arch of her brows, and an elegance ---- that made her seem like she'd walked out of a painting. Aaron trailed behind her, unable to look away. She smelled faintly of flowers and something sweet-it was intoxicating. By the time they reached the walk-in closet, he couldn't take it anymore. He pulled her into his arms. Her body was soft as silk vines winding around him. "You're awfully happy today," he murmured.

Clara beamed up at him like a flower in full bloom. "Guess why." "I can't," he said, watching the mischief flicker in her eyes. She leaned in, lips grazing his ear, her voice soft and teasing, "Try. Be bold." Aaron's brain short-circuited. "Don't wanna guess." At that moment, the brilliant Mr. Devereaux had zero IQ. He didn't want to think-he just wanted to commit crimes of passion. ---- He bent down to steal a kiss- Clara quickly blocked his mouth with her hand. "No! You'll ruin my lipstick." His eyes darkened. "Then let's stay home and nap instead." She pushed him away, laughing. "No way!

Leo's already downstairs waiting. The kites are ready!" Aaron let out a long-suffering sigh. Did they really have to think about their kid right now? But before he could respond, Clara was already walking toward the door, steps light and graceful. All he could do was follow, resigned. The winter sun was warm and gentle that afternoon. The grass by the lakeside was lush and green, the sky blue with fluffy clouds, and the fields were full of kids flying kites. Leo was already drenched in sweat from running around. "Mom! Mom! Look!

Our kite is flying so high!" ---- Clara, wearing flats for the day, ran with him for quite a while, laughing in the breeze-until she ran out of steam and pulled him back to the picnic mat. "Let's do something else. Mommy's legs are done for." Aaron watched them from the side, a little jealous. His own childhood had never looked this free and happy. Leo took a sip of water and suggested, "Let's play riddles!" Clara agreed immediately-anything that didn't involve running. Leo grinned. "If you get one wrong, you have to do ten squats." Clara groaned.

"Can't we come up with a different punishment?" "You're an adult. You won't lose anyway." Clara thought about it and nodded. "Fine. Grown-ups are one team, kids are another." Totally unfair. There was only one kid, and two ---- adults. Leo shrugged. "Alright. But I'm the quizmaster. If you answer correctly, you win. If not, I win. Okay?" Clara gave him an "OK" hand sign. Leo fired off the first one: "What has keys but can't open locks?" Clara and Aaron stared at each other, stumped. "What's the answer?" "A piano!" Leo grinned. Not wrong. Clara laughed, turned to Aaron. "Your turn.

Ten squats!" Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Why me?" Clara said matter-of-factly, "Why else did I team up with you?" Fair enough. They continued. Leo: "What gets wetter the more it dries?"