All Chapters of One Night Stand With The Unforgettable Stranger: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

He raised his head and gave Patricia a bark.She entered the office with a casual demeanor, saying, "Someone's in a mood." She then proceeded to drop a stack of paperwork on his desk."Remind me once more why your sarcastic remarks and flagrant disrespect for my authority don't get me fired. Leaning back in his chair and maintaining a steady stare on his P.A., he remarked."Because I am aware of the locations of all the graves."With a forced smile, he said, "Right." With an eyebrow lifted, he peered down at the stack of papers she had placed on his desk. This—what is it?"She answered, "These are housekeeper resumes." "I've marked the ones I believe would be appropriate, but before making a choice, I thought you might like to look through all of them.""Who is the leading candidate?"She gave the résumé a quick tap with her red, manicured nail. "That one. A grandmotherly type with a golden heart who won't take any shit.Hire her, he said, "perfect."You'd prefer not to interview?"He

He made his presence known as soon as he learned that the crisis had been averted and Abby was back to her cheerful self.Abby greeted him with a smile from her floor seat, "Hello Mr. Barry." His heart softened a bit more as he saw her joyful expression, which embodied innocence.He greeted Miss Abby while assiduously avoiding eye contact with Becky. He was aware that they would have to discuss their kiss from last night, but not just now, not in front of small ears. "What have the two of you been doing today? In order to save her from having to glance up too far, he knelt alongside her.Abby told him, "Becky had to build her bed, and I was super-ising.""Overseeing?""Yes, super-ising is what I said,"He looked about the space a little. "She appears to have done a commendable job," he remarked, glancing at Becky. "Did she move every big item by herself?"Abby said, "I helped.""You must be really strong, wow."She gave him a smile.Becky said, "You're home early," into the silence.H

“Becky,” he growled, causing a shiver to pulse through her, “I insist. When we get home tonight, I also want to go over your employment contract with you.” She nodded dumbly, still gripping the card. She didn’t know what to say to his generosity and the fact that he was standing so close to her did weird things to her brain and her breathing and her heart rate, making it almost impossible to think clearly. “Becky!” Abby called from the top of the stairs. “The bath is ready!” With a last, long look at Barry, she turned and practically ran up the stairs toward Abby. “I’m coming!”Becky had been right. Abby was barely awake by the time they reached Brian’s home. When he’d walked around the car to unbuckle her from her car seat, she’d looked up at him sleepily and smiled a cute, dopey smile at him, reaching out her arms for him to pick her up. A warmth had spread through his chest and that block of ice that encased his heart melted a little bit more. He lifted her out of the car and

“Thank you,” she said, swallowing. “I will be employing a cook and housekeeper,” he said, “so I don’t want you to think that you have to take over the running of the house. Your responsibility is Abby and her well-being.” “Okay,” she said, “but I don’t mind cooking and—" “No, Becky,” he said, “your job is to look after my daughter, not to cook and clean.” He cleared his throat and looked a little sheepish. “I’ve also instructed Patricia to pay off your HECS debt.” “Excuse me?” she said, not sure if she was thankful or annoyed with his presumption. “Heather was underpaying you, as I said, and this is my way of making it up to you.” “Barry, I can’t, this is too much—" “Please let me do this Becky,” he said. “You have already done so much for me, so much that I can never repay. Let me do this for you.” How could she refuse him? When she said nothing, he went on. “There is also an added superannuation contribution that we will make, so if you could get your details to Pa

After toweling off, he changed into fresh sweatpants, but he was still too agitated to sleep. Stealing from his chamber, he made his way down the hall to his daughter's room. Gently opening the door, he observed her sleeping. Her little mouth was slightly open as she inhaled deeply, her long lashes caressing the tops of her apple cheeks, giving her an angelic appearance. He was still in disbelief that he had contributed to the creation of such a flawless little person. He became more and more in love with her every day he spent with her since she was adorable and intelligent.It infuriated him to realize how much time he had lost with her, but there was nothing he could do to regain those years. In addition to the numerous pictures Becky had shot, she had also handed him a few USB drives with images and brief movies chronicling his daughter's existence. All he could do was wish he had been the one to comfort her throughout her nightmares and to see her through the process of gaining h