My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 242 Oliver’s Excuse

Anastasia didn’t know why she would think of Elliot now and then even though they had already agreed to go back to being strangers. No, stop this, she chided herself. I have to stop thinking about him. I still have work tomorrow. She still had to work for a living, and she couldn’t afford to lose sleep right now. In fact, she had to catch up on rest.

However, the more she tried to convince herself to sleep, the harder it was for her to actually drift off into slumber. She gave up in the end, and at some point, sleep came to her without having to be beckoned.

Early the next morning, she woke up and opened her eyes blearily. Then, she reached for her phone and texted Oliver, telling him to meet her at the basement parking lot later.

Her phone rang shortly after, and she answered the call. “Hey there, Oliver. How much longer will you need?”

“Uh, Anastasia, I don’t think I can carpool with you anymore. I… I need to make a trip back to my hometown, and I’ll probably be there for half a year,” Oliver said on the other line.

“That’s sudden,” she remarked. “Did something happen back home?”

“Oh, no, it’s just… I figured I should keep my parents company for a while. Anyway, don’t worry about me. Remember to drive safe to work,” he replied, adding a gentle reminder at the end.

and said kindly, “Well, you take care as well and

but he was admittedly relieved. After all, getting

to work and that she had already helped her check into work. Upon reading this, Anastasia felt a surge of warmth go through her, and words couldn’t describe how grateful she was to have

to work on time, she slowed down and found herself maneuvering through the streets easily. She hardly hit any traffic on the way, and by the time she pulled into the company building’s basement

office when Grace told her that Felicia wanted to see her.

was dressed in a rose-red suit today, adding a vibrant edge to her already-professional appearance. Although she was 36 this

across the keyboard, and she noticed the diamond ring Felicia was wearing. She couldn’t help smiling as she

on her finger. “You’re the first one to notice, and yes, I’m seeing someone right

Do I

now.” Felicia was known to have strong ideals, and it went without

cabinet and produced an intricately-wrapped gift box. Then, she opened it to reveal an ornate jewelry case painted over with

in earnest.

at the jewelry proudly. “The workmanship and the design are flawless. If these weren’t limited edition pieces,