Responsible? Responsible for what?
Molly Walker was taken aback. She laughed nervously, "No need for that, we are divorced, aren't we?"
"The baby needs a father," Michael Gallagher remarked surprisingly.
Molly's heart rate spiked, her lips stiffened, "What?"
She looked like a frightened little rabbit, her pure doe eyes filled with terror, dodging his gaze as if she'd done something guilty.
This was a side of her he seldom saw.
Michael chuckled lightly, suddenly wanting to tease her, "I mean in name."
Could he know?
Molly's expression froze. In that moment, her mind buzzed with denials.
"There are a lot of men who want to be the baby's father. What difference does one more make?" Michael paused, a smirk on his lips, "Would that be the kind of responsible man you had in mind?"
Despite his sarcastic remarks, Molly didn't feel anger, but relief instead.
Just as long as he wasn't trying to take her child away, all else was fine.
