My Baby's Daddy

Chapter 460 Thank You for Taking Care of My Son

“I can’t sleep because I am too excited! What a joyful night this is.” After saying that, Harriet looked over at her grandson carrying the sleeping child. Jared would always remind her of the wonderful time she took care of a young Elliot.

“We will be leaving now, Grandma. Don’t go to bed too late,” Elliot said before he carried Jared out the house with Anastasia in tow. After he carried Jared to the car, the young boy leaned against his mother and continued to sleep.

Jared didn’t wake up all the way back to the villa, and it was Elliot, again, who carried him back to the bedroom. It was rather inconvenient for Anastasia to hold her son with her high-heels and evening gown on, so she changed into her slippers before she went back to her son’s room.

As soon as she went in, her heart seemed to knot with worry at the sight of Elliot half-squatting beside Jared’s bed as he took off the boy’s shoes and socks with a gentle expression on his face.

Hayley’s words earlier had cut her like a knife.

There is not one man, especially someone with a status like Elliot’s, who likes raising someone else’s child.

Would Elliot still treat Jared like his own if she were to get married to him and not give birth to another child?

As much as Anastasia didn’t want to think about it, it was a real issue that had to be addressed.

Just as she was starting to feel suffocated by the unanswered question, Elliot walked out of the boy’s room before he closed the door behind him.

face as she stood under

bed earlier!” She started to turn around and leave after saying that. Just as Elliot was about to grab onto her, his phone rang, prompting him to pick up the call after taking a glance at the caller

that requires your immediate participation.” Rey’s

it was already 11 PM, and he said to

a slightly heartbroken gaze, she threw a glimpse

the study room on the second floor, whereas Anastasia lay in bed awake, her head constantly replaying the painful words Hayley had spat in

time, Anastasia took a look at her phone, only to unconsciously jump

sleep, she decided to go downstairs for a glass of milk to help

check on him. The boy didn’t kick his blanket off of him, and was drenched in sweat

around and headed to the study room instead. She knew the man was still inside when she saw

a few times before she twisted the doorknob open. Despite the room being brightly lit, Elliot was lying on the sofa with

the sofa, and her heart started beating wildly when she gazed upon the perfect face

bones, deep and misty eyes, a tall nose bridge, and a pair

was someone who only looked better as time went

the sofa from working overtime? she thought to herself. Seeing this, she couldn’t help but take a blanket from upstairs and put it