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

---- Chapter 115: Like Cat and Mouse Scarlett felt utterly embarrassed. Almost thirty years old, and yet here she was, being scolded by her mother like a rebellious teenager. She trudged slowly back to the sofa and sank into it with a sigh. Cyrus took the ice pack from her hand and replaced it with a fresh one. "Your mom went way too hard on you. If your fans saw this, they'd be heartbroken!" Scarlett shrugged, a wry smile playing on her lips. "I can't blame her. I messed up." Cyrus's eyes softened with concern. "You're perfect as you are. What more could she possibly want?

And really, what kind of era is this where parents still hit their kids? If I ever have a daughter, she'll be wrapped in love-nothing less." Scarlett looked at him with an earnest expression. "I think you'd make a really good dad." A mischievous, meaningful smile curved Cyrus's lips. "I hope I get that chance." Curious, Scarlett asked, "Do you really not like women? ---- Have you ever tried?" Cyrus hesitated, deflecting, then pointed at her face. "Did something happen?" Scarlett sighed.

She knew she couldn't hide it from him, especially after the New Year break when they'd still have work together and shared the same manager. She admitted it bluntly: "I'm pregnant. I've decided to be a single mom." Cyrus's eyes dimmed, and his hands clenched instinctively. "Is it Derek?" That jerk! He'd seen through it all along. Scarlett shook her head. "No. It's mostly because I love kids and don't want to wait until I'm too old. And financially, I can handle it on my own. Marriage was never guaranteed-especially in our world, where breakups and makeups are routine. But a child?

I refuse to miss that." "I support you, Scarlett!" Cyrus said after a pause, then seemed to make a decision. "Scarlett... let me be part of this. Let me be the godfather. We can raise the child together! Think about it-you'll be stuck at home during your last trimester, recovering after birth, bored out of your mind. I can keep you company. And when the kid grows curious about their dad, or needs a father at school events... let me join." ---- Scarlett laughed out loud. "You're planning that far ahead? Already thinking about kindergarten?" Cyrus's face stayed serious.

"I'm serious." Scarlett felt a pang of gratitude. Having a friend support her in such a rebellious decision was rare. "I'll think about it." Cyrus let out a low whistle. "You're joking, right? Just for a godfather, you need to think? I'm this handsome! A fan once told me she hung my photo by her bed during pregnancy, hoping her kid would be handsome too. You're in luck-you'll get the real deal. Our baby will be a total heartbreaker." Scarlett chuckled. "Have you chosen the hospital for your checkups yet?" Cyrus asked. "I have a friend who runs a private hospital.

Tons of celebrities give birth there. Super discreet, and the postpartum care is top-notch." Scarlett replied, "Miranda's helping me look. I'll ask her when the time comes." "Watch your diet from now on. Look things up if you're unsure." His eyes flicked to the wine on the table, concern evident. "Pregnant and drinking alcohol?" "[ only had a couple sips," Scarlett murmured. "You're