Kimberley desperately shot Karen a warning look.
"Karen, this is Mr. Madden. He happened to be at the hospital and stopped by to check on me. Actually, he was just leaving. Could you walk him to the elevator? I need to take Candy inside to wash her hands, she's been playing outside way too long."
After instructing Karen, Kimberley turned her attention back to Jerome.
"I need to look after her, so I won't see you off, Mr. Madden."
Without waiting for a reply, she practically carried Candy straight toward the en-suite bathroom.
Kimberley's heart was hammering frantically against her ribs.
She was terrified that at any second, Jerome would snatch Candy away, or try to talk to her and demand to see her face.
Thankfully, until she shoved Candy into the bathroom, slipped inside herself, and locked the door behind them, the man didn't say a word or make a single move to stop her.
"Um... Mr. Madden, shall I walk you out?"
At Karen's hesitant voice, Jerome finally tore his calculating gaze away from the bathroom door.
He gave Karen a polite nod and stepped out of the hospital room.
Karen awkwardly wrung her hands as she walked beside him, unable to resist stealing several secretive glances at his profile.
She was incredibly nervous, terrified he was going to interrogate her. But Jerome simply walked to the elevator with an air of complete nonchalance. Just as he arrived, the doors slid open. He offered Karen one final nod before stepping inside.
As soon as the doors closed, Karen spun around and practically sprinted back to the room.
Oh my god, oh my god. She had been working for Kimberley since the day she found out she was pregnant.
Kimberley had always insisted the baby didn't have a father, claiming she had used a sperm bank to have Candy.
So who the hell was that man?
That face... there was no mistaking how much he looked like Candy.
Inside the bathroom.
Candy stood by the sink while Kimberley turned on the faucet, leaving the water running as she spaced out completely.
Candy tilted her head back, staring at her mother in total confusion.
"Mama! Mama!"
She wrung out the towel and crouched down to wipe her daughter's face.
"Are you really scared of Mr. Long-Legs, Mama? Is he a bad guy?"
Candy tilted her little head to the side, asking the question out of nowhere.
Kimberley paused, a soft smile breaking through the tension on her face as she looked at her daughter.
"No, sweetie. He's a very nice man. He's a friend of mine, and he's helped me out a lot of times. Why would I be afraid of him? He's definitely not a bad guy."
Candy implicitly trusted her mother. Hearing that, she immediately relaxed, her eyes curving into happy little crescents.
"Then the next time Mr. Long-Legs comes, I have to say thank you to him."
"Yeah. Do you want to see him again, Candy?"
Kimberley stroked her daughter's hair, unable to stop herself from asking.
Candy nodded enthusiastically. "His legs are so long, and his voice sounds really nice. And he smells so good, totally different from how you smell, Mama. Next time, can he play with me?"

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