Night of Destiny ( Anastasia Tillman )
Chapter 228

Chapter 228

Chapter 228 Breakfast

“Isn’t Rey waiting for you downstairs?” Anastasia asked.

“I told him to leave.” Elliot lay down on her couch and rubbed his eyes as he spoke.

“Look how exhausted you are. Next time, can you just go home instead of coming over?” Anastasia said

in annoyance.

“I sleep like a baby when I’m here. It’s not like I can sleep at home anyhow,” Elliot said in a hoarse voice,

as if he were going to sleep as soon as he touched the couch.

Anastasia looked at his large body curled up on the couch and felt somewhat sorry for him. She bit her

lip and said, “Elliot, you can sleep in my bed.”

Elliot turned around and looked at her with his red eyes, the smile in his gaze deepening. “You’re really

willing to let me have your bed?”

Anastasia avoided his gaze and humphed. “Do it before I change my mind.”

Elliot sat up and walked toward her bedroom. Then, he said quietly. “Don’t let any other man into your

house ever again, much less your bedroom.”

“Mind your own business.”She stood by the door when she talked back to him.

Elliot took off his shoes before getting into bed. After he settled in comfortably, he said, “Anastasia, you

do care about me. You just haven’t admitted it yet.”

“Quit the nonsense if you want to sleep.” Anastasia turned off the lights for him and closed the door. She

moved to her son’s bedroom after that.

The little guy was actually sound asleep. Anastasia lay down next to him, and in the darkness, some

thoughts began popping up.

Do I care for him? No, of course not. I was merely taking pity on him for overworking. After all, he’s my

superior, and he took care of Jared.

While Anastasia looked for some more excuses, she got so tired that she, too, went to sleep.

Early the next morning, the little guy woke up first. When he saw his mommy sleeping on his bed, there

was a flash of confusion in his large eyes. Then, he seemed to have guessed something as he

immediately got out of bed and opened the door.

When he saw an unusually handsome figure seated on the couch, he cried out in joy, “Mr. Presgrave, did

you sleep over at our house last night?”

Elliot pursed his lips and smiled. “Yes. Is your mommy awake?”

“She’s still sleeping.”

“Let her sleep, then. I’ll take you to school.” Elliot knew he had disturbed her plans last night.

The little guy was elated because he loved it when Elliot took him to school. He changed into his uniform

and put on his little backpack, then emerged again.

Elliot took the car keys to the table, along with a lunch box that contained whole-grain bread Rey had

bought earlier that morning.

“Mr. Presgrave, you got breakfast for my mommy?” The little guy noticed the lunch box on the table.

Elliot smiled and patted him on the head. “Let’s go! I brought some for you to eat in the car.”

Anastasia woke up in a daze. When she realized that her son wasn’t with her and noticed that her son’s

backpack was missing from the desk, she knew a certain someone had taken him to school.

Anastasia took a few seconds to adjust herself, then she got out of bed and washed up. When she went

out and saw the lunch box on the table, she was stunned.

She thought she must be out of her mind. She had just sworn not to get close to him, but she failed

again.

Alas!

Wondering if the man had breakfast, Anastasia sat down for breakfast. She received a call from the car

dealer telling her that she could get her car at 10 am later.

Anastasia called Felicia up, and Felicia told her to head on over first, then she would accompany her to

retrieve the car. Anastasia worried that she wouldn’t dare to drive on the road, so she had asked Felicia

to keep her company as she drove the car back.

She had just finished the call when she heard the sound of keys outside the door. Elliot’s back.

Anastasia said to him, “You don’t have to take me to work today. I took half the day off; I’m going to the

car dealer.”

“I’ll go with you.” Elliot raised an eyebrow as he walked over gracefully.

“It’s fine. Felicia is going with me. You can focus on your work.” Anastasia had already changed her

clothes. She wore a simple white blouse paired with jeans. It was both a practical and fashionable outfit.

To her, the simpler her color palette, the more beautiful she would look.