My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 297

Chapter 297 Elliot, Stop It…

Anastasia’s heart softened, and she sighed, “What do you want, then?”

“Don’t you know what I want?” Elliot threw the question back to her again. It would be meaningless if he had to tell her step-by-step about wanting her to love him.

Seeing that the conversation had come to a dead end, she suddenly thought of something before she stood up and said, “Thank you for taking care of us all this while, President Presgrave. It is late. We should get some rest. Good night.”

She was just about to walk past him when he, too, stood up from the sofa as he held her by the wrist. “Please don’t go. Don’t take Jared away from me,” he pleaded.

Upon hearing that, Anastasia stopped walking, her heart skipped a beat..

What is he talking about? she thought.

Why is he talking like I am abandoning him by leaving?

“President Presgrave… Please, let go of my hand.” She didn’t have the courage to turn to look at him.

“Anastasia,” he called out. “It is impolite to talk with your back facing others. Look me in the eyes and say it to my face.” After saying that, he turned her around by her shoulders and pinched her chin with his big palm as he forced her to look up.

She raised her head and looked straight into the man’s eyes. She noticed the anticipation and, surprisingly, a hint of fragility in his gaze. She could see her reflection between his long upper and lower lashes.

“Elliot, stop it…”

He had zero idea on how to keep her by his

step back, turned around, and went back to her room. She could

return to work, and as for her son, she decided to enrol him in a

the man in the master bedroom had a good

Elliot rapped his knuckles on the door before coming in. As soon as she finished packing up, she turned to him and requested, “I will have to trouble you to give

Jared went to a different school,” he abruptly

get in

have already gotten Jared a spot in a prestigious kindergarten after contacting them. He can start going to school

it near to Bourgeois?” she

 

“It is close.”

great. How about the school fees?” She wasn’t a wealthy woman, after

that. “You don’t have to

to owe him anything.Instead, he only unexpectedly said, “Money talks hurt relationships. He might become my son one day. It is my responsibility to raise

the room

out of her reverie, she sat on the bed and immediately searched for all the prestigious kindergartens near Bourgeois. She only found one whose annual tuition fee was about 288,000

saw the numbers.

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