My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 147

“Mr. Presgrave is extremely busy. Let’s not take up any more of his time, okay?” Anastasia advised Jared.

To her dismay, Elliot had carried Jared instead. “I’m not busy. We can continue playing.”

“Yay!” A happy Jared threw his arms around Elliot’s neck before turning back to say to her, “Let’s play together, Mommy.”

Even though she was exasperated, she only sighed in response. “I’ll take a stroll then. See you guys in a bit.”

Hoping that the light exercise would aid with her digestion, Anastasia went for a walk around the neighborhood.

The clock had turned to nine just like that and she returned to the fitness area to see her son on the swings this time. Since Elliot was still pushing him, she could only head over and order, “We’re going back to take a bath, Jared. You still have school tomorrow!”

Hearing the sternness in his mother’s voice, Jared nodded obediently. “Alright, let’s go home!”

Anastasia glanced up at Elliot. “Why don’t you head home first?”

“My car keys are still at your place, not to mention that I’d like a drink of water as well.” He hinted at going back to her apartment.

She thought he would be able to leave

decided that he needed to be bathed at once. Thus, she told Elliot, who was drinking a glass of water

“Sure!” He nodded.

she took her son into the bathroom. As they emerged from the bathroom after

Anastasia then asked, “You haven’t left

Elliot was sprawled out lazily on her couch, having

sleep, so you can leave once you’ve rested enough!” she

a storybook. “Read by yourself quietly for a moment. You’re not allowed to look for Mr.

about it, he did not dare to dissent for he was

him a kiss, Anastasia stood up

Elliot was no longer on her couch, she couldn’t help

her son’s dirty clothes were still in the bathroom and wanting to toss them into the washer, she turned the knob

realized that there was a man standing in front of her— toilet

startled that she knocked her head against the doorframe before

not left, but she had just run

to her, she couldn’t help but blush as her mind

down at her, seated on the couch and clutching her head. Concerned, he asked softly, “Does it

here?” Anastasia was truly