Chapter 480

“Y–your daughter?” Lyndon stammered, his glasses nearly slipping off in shock. His hands shook as he readjusted them. Cheryl didn't notice the complicated look in his eyes. She said breezily, “She’s sleeping. Do you want to see her?”

“Just keep your voice down, okay? Don’t wake her up. But don’t worry, she’s really well-behaved. Once she’s asleep, she’ll stay that way for hours,” added Cheryl.

Lyndon didn’t say a word, freezing completely at the sight of the little baby in the bedroom.

“Cheryl, is that really your daughter?” he asked.

Cheryl replied, “Yeah. Bet you didn’t see that coming, right? Sorry, I didn’t tell you sooner.”

Lyndon said, “But my cousin said you were single.”

Cheryl paused, realizing who Lyndon meant. “You mean Benny,” she said. “I am single. I’m a single mom. Nobody else knows about this. I only told you. Can you keep it a secret for me?”

Lyndon fell silent again. After a moment, he patted his pockets and said, “I probably left my phone at home. I need to go back and look for it.”

Without waiting for a response, he spun around and hurried off. Cheryl spotted his black phone on the couch, grabbed it, and ran after him. “Lyndon, your phone is here!” However, by the time she reached the door, he was gone.

Still in her slippers, Cheryl dashed to Lyndon’s car. He was just about to drive off when he saw her running toward him, phone in hand. He cursed inwardly and got out of the car with a forced smile.

“Look at me,” he said, “I left my phone at your place and didn’t even notice.”

“That’s fine,” Cheryl said with a smile. “Actually, could I ask you for a favor?”

Seeing Cheryl leaning against his car with no intention of leaving, Lyndon cursed silently again but maintained his polite smile. “What kind of favor?” he asked.

Cheryl, seeing his gentle smile, blurted out her request. Since she’d kept Serena’s birth a secret from her family, she couldn’t bring Serena home. She hoped Lyndon could help look after Serena when she was away.

“Lyndon, I trust you. I know you’re a kind person. Could you help me take care of my daughter?” Cheryl asked.

Lyndon replied hesitantly, “Cheryl, I–I’m a guy. I’m not sure I’m the best choice.”

Cheryl insisted. “Well, don’t worry. My daughter is super easy to look after. You saw how relaxed I was when we went shopping. Once she’s eaten, she’ll sleep for a long time.”

Lyndon went quiet, pushing his glasses up his nose. Then he said, “Well, Cheryl… I haven’t even had breakfast yet.”

“You haven’t eaten yet?” Cheryl hadn’t expected Lyndon to bring her breakfast when he hadn’t even eaten himself. “Let me treat you,” she said. “There’s a place ahead that makes great burritos. I’ll take you there.”

Lyndon said, “Maybe we should just—”

But before he could finish, Cheryl grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the restaurant. Lyndon cursed silently again, his impatience growing.

During breakfast, Lyndon excused himself to use the restroom and never returned. Cheryl had no idea she’d been stood up. She waited for over an hour, worried Serena might wake up at home, and decided to go back. She called Lyndon, but only a cold voice prompt answered: “The person you are calling is not available. Please leave your name and phone number after the tone.”

Fearing something might have happened, Cheryl even checked the men’s restroom nearby, but Lyndon was nowhere to be found. She tried calling again, but still couldn’t get through. Probably, she thought, new moms get scatterbrained. Only then did Cheryl remember to message him on WhatsApp.