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

---- 'As she spoke, she helped open the food containers inside the bag. "Eat up. It's getting late. If you get too hungry, your stomach's gonna protest." Aaron said, "I got it covered. Want anything to drink? I can have someone bring it over." Clara said, "No thanks. Just had tea-don't feel thirsty." Aaron pointed to the cherries on the desk. "Then have some fruit." It was Clara's first time at a law firm, so she was pretty curious. The decor was similar to Aaron's study at home-black and white tones, pretty serious vibe.

The big black leather executive chair and mahogany desk took up most of the space. Bookshelves were stacked with thick law books. Another shelf was piled high with files and dossiers-organized chaos. Next to the bookshelf was a door, which made Clara curious. "There's another room back there?" Aaron said, "Feel free to look around. Inspection welcome." Clara smiled and pushed the door open. It was a small room. ---- Simple setup: a five-foot-wide bed, a two-door wardrobe, a full-length mirror, and a bathroom. Clearly, it was like a single's apartment.

You could tell Aaron wasn't big on fancy stuff. After finishing his food, Aaron came over, washed his hands, and said, "Sometimes when things get busy, I crash here." He walked over to the bed and patted the mattress. "Want to take a nap?" Clara glared at him. Aaron chuckled, "What are you thinking? When I say nap, I literally mean sleep. It's already 2:40 p.m. Rest up, and at 3:30 we'll go pick up Leo together." "No way!" Clara turned and walked away. Sleeping in the middle of the day, with wrinkled clothes-what would people think of them?

Aaron followed back to the office and sat at his desk. "How about reading a book then?" Clara plopped back on the sofa. "Your books just give me a headache. Don't worry about me-do your thing." She popped a few cherries, bored out of her mind. She looked up at Aaron, thinking serious, focused men ---- were seriously attractive. He was working on his computer, jotting notes on documents with a pen. His black suit jacket hung on a hanger; he wore just a white shirt with sleeves unbuttoned and rolled up, showing strong, muscular forearms.

His collar was buttoned all the way up, revealing a glimpse of a sexy Adam's apple. His jawline was sharp and smooth, lips pressed in a thin line, radiating an icy, untouchable vibe. His brows furrowed slightly, his expression intense and meticulous, as if nothing mattered more than those files. Watching him, Clara felt a little dazed. She'd hardly been around many men growing up-just her dad-and in school she was a good girl, focused on studying, barely noticing boys. Even if she did, it was because they were sweating it out on the field-and Clara hated sports.

After starting work, some guys had tried to get her attention. But with Leo and a busy job, she never paid much mind. ---- This was the first time she'd observed a man this closely-and the feeling was unexpectedly fascinating.