My Baby's Daddy

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…”

only let go of her in frustration. He had zero idea

was released, she took a step back, turned around, and went back to her room. She could still feel the pressure of his intense

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

man in the master

the midst of packing things the next morning when 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 us

is about time Jared went to a different school,”

I will get in contact with a better

her idea. “I have already gotten Jared a spot in a prestigious kindergarten after contacting them. He

near to Bourgeois?” she

“It is close.”

school fees?” She wasn’t

at that. “You don’t have to worry about this. I will handle

will pay you,” she quickly answered him. She didn’t want to owe him anything.Instead, he only unexpectedly said, “Money talks hurt relationships. He might become my son one day. It is my

speechlessly stayed in the room for a

and immediately searched for all the prestigious kindergartens near Bourgeois. She only found one whose

the numbers. Why is this so