My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 116

The more Anastasia felt like she physically desired him, the more she felt anxiety rushing up in her chest. How could I be interested in Hayley’s man? Anastasia couldn’t push him away, so she had no choice but to wriggle her way out of his grip. He panted slightly as he held her arms up above her head. He was rather frustrated by her resistance. “Don’t you like this, Anastasia?”

“What should I like about it? Would you like to get kissed forcefully?” Anastasia pushed him off of her angrily. “Stop touching me. I’ll call the police if you do it again.”

Elliot narrowed his eyes. I clearly felt her body embracing my touch earlier. I’m sure she has feelings for me. However, Anastasia had a distinct, threatening look in her eyes. “Where’s the guest room? I’d like to nap for a while more,” she told him.

“You can sleep in the master bedroom,” he replied.

“I don’t want to sleep on your bed,” she said in a disdainful tone. Elliot was annoyed at her seemingly endless requests. “There are guest rooms on the third floor. You can pick one for yourself.”

After that, Anastasia took her bag and her phone up to the third floor, where she chose a guest room and locked the door before lying down on the bed. For some reason, she couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened earlier. Am I secretly a masochist? Do I actually want him to do things to me? She patted herself on her head to stop herself from overthinking. She decided that she would leave the house first thing in the morning.

an alarm clock for 7.30AM, and she rubbed her half-opened eyes while getting out of bed when the sun came up. After washing

dumbfounded to move for a moment. The residence was located on top of a hill, and it was nearly a 4-mile-walk for her to reach the foot of the hill. She would have to

her long trip down the hill, she heard the metal doors opening behind her, and a black car slowly made its way out of the house. Since when did he wake up? Anastasia was stunned when Elliot rolled the window

her lip and forced herself to get in the car. His car sped down the hill, and she

bottom of the hill, Anastasia tried to stop the man. “You can drop me here, President Presgrave.” However, the man didn’t stop driving-he continued on the road that led them to her house. She could tell that he intended to send her home, so

to her housing area, she thanked him politely before getting out of the car and walking toward the entrance of her residential unit. She had just gotten to her front door

was pleased to

and get some rest. I’ll send Jared to school,”

for troubling you, Dad.” Anastasia patted her son on his head. “Be good

always good, Mommy.” Jared nodded thoughtfully before he held onto his grandfather’s hand and skipped his way to the elevator. Jared was

ask for the first half of her day off.