All Chapters of Nanny for My Own Child: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Adrian Bimantara—our handsome main character whose good looks, unfortunately, stood in stark contrast to his perpetually flat, skillet-like facial expression—had just arrived in front of a modest two-story building. The building was painted white, typical of standard hospitals. Yes, he had just arrived at the hospital courtyard where his father's personal driver had told him his child and the nanny could be found.He had no idea what business brought them to a hospital so far out from the city. It had taken the young Bimantara half an hour by car, so taking public transit would have taken even longer.He parked his car in the motorcycle parking lot, turned off the engine, and stepped out of his personal vehicle, remembering to lock it. Adrian walked into the hospital building. But as soon as his feet stepped into the lobby, the young man realized something. How was he supposed to find the nanny in a place like this? Adrian didn't know where she was, what she was doing, or who she was

So... were they all connected? The youngest Bimantara had suddenly requested information on a woman named Rabia, who—after Kemal traced her background—turned out to be a former worker at the hotel burned down by the Bimantaras. Shortly after, she got pregnant and gave birth to a baby. And now, Kemal had just seen our two main characters together, along with a baby.Was the baby the girl was holding Bimantara's great-grandson, who was also her own baby?But how did it all fit together? Adrian didn't seem to know anything about the baby or the girl. So who was the father of Adam's great-grandson, who was also Rabia's baby? Was it Adnan? Who knows. Also, there was one more thing on the delicate-featured young man's mind. The Bimantaras must already know the truth about the baby and Bia. Because there was no way they would let the girl hang around the Bimantara residence if there was no connection.Whether right or wrong, Kemal couldn't be certain. He didn't dare draw a final conclusion,

Strange, isn't it? The standards of the oldest Bimantara brother were actually quite simple. He just did not want to be judged by his money, status, or family name. He wanted someone to see him for who he truly was: his personality, his character, just Adnan without the Bimantara title attached. The other three guys wished they could find a partner like that too. But the real world was not that generous. Hilman, Kiran, and Samuel had already given up on their ideal type. Only Adnan stubbornly held on to his belief.Adnan suddenly grew quiet and gloomy hearing Hilman's words."You should think about this carefully. Figure out if this is just a passing phase or if you really want a baby. Then decide what you are going to do about it." Samuel picked up a bottle and poured himself a drink.In moments like these, Samuel could be remarkably wise. He gave sound advice to the eldest Bimantara brother, who was actually feeling anxious and lost in his own thoughts. Adnan was genuinely confused

"Rabia!"The slender girl with her long hair pulled back into a bun flinched. She was startled by the voice. It was not loud or harsh, but it called out to her firmly. She turned around to see the young master standing behind her, holding the chubby baby who was happily stuffing his hands into his mouth. On instinct, Bia gently pulled the baby's hand out and wiped it with her palm.Looking at the nanny's blank face, Adrian frowned. It was not her usual calm expression, but rather a completely drained, lifeless look."What are you thinking about?" he asked.Huh?Bia looked up, meeting his dark eyes as he stared down at her. "N-nothing, sir." She quickly looked away.If you think Adrian believed her, you are dead wrong. His frown deepened. If she had not been so lost in her thoughts, she would have noticed the awful smell filling the kitchen. Adrian looked past her shoulder toward a pot on the stove that was sending up clouds of smoke and a terrible burnt odor.Whatever Bia was cooking,

Thanks to the head of the house's encouragement, Bia gathered her courage and walked into the living room. The handsome young man was already sitting there, holding the chubby baby, almost as if he were waiting for her. Even though she had built up her nerve, Bia was still nervous as she stepped closer while the young master watched her every move. She quietly took a deep breath in and out, trying to calm her racing heart as the distance between them closed.Truth be told, our female lead was not the only one who suddenly felt nervous. Our poker-faced, utterly clueless male lead felt the exact same way. All of a sudden, he did not know what to do with himself. He was completely thrown off when he saw the nanny walking toward him. To make matters worse, his brain involuntarily replayed the scene from yesterday, making Adrian's throat feel completely dry. He swallowed hard, hiding his nervousness behind a rigid, stoic face.If you were to ask why that incident had such a huge effect on