My Baby's Daddy

This turned out to be the best way to sleep. Anastasia immediately began to feel drowsy, and when Elliot heard her even breaths, his heart settled down as well.

That night, they fell asleep in each other’s arms and felt a kind of peace they never felt before.

The next morning.

As soon as Anastasia opened her eyes, she saw a pair of beguiling eyes, the owner of which was staring at her for who knew how long. She instantly turned red and buried her head into his arms, sticking close to him as she said petulantly, “Stop staring at how ugly I look right now.”

Elliot chuckled in amusement. “Who are you calling ugly? I’ve been staring for one hour and I didn’t see any trace of ugliness.”

Anastasia flushed a deeper shade of red. He’s been staring at me for one whole hour? Oh dear.

“Not ugly at all. On the contrary, you’re gorgeous,” Elliot announced soothingly as he held her in his arms.

Anastasia laughed and looked up at him with feigned dissatisfaction. The morning rays shone in through the window to illuminate the man who was lying on his side. His fair skin gleamed in the sun, and his features came to life. He was the image of perfection with his sharp brows, deep eyes, tall nose, and luscious lips. It was almost as if he were a masterpiece sculpted by the best artist in the world.

This made her despise Hayley even more for taking her place and being the one who possessed such a gentle

Hayley away in his arms. All of a sudden, she sat straight up in bed and growled, “I want to see Hayley right now and let her know the horrors she’ll be facing in

her back down. “I’ll drive

confront her myself.” Anastasia could not wait to

finished breakfast, they heard from Harriet who was eagerly waiting to spend the day with Jared. She would leap at

made a stop at Presgrave Residence to drop Jared off before driving Anastasia to the

her appearance in

to see her, she felt a mix of joy and surprise. She assumed that it was her parents since they were the only ones who would come and

the door, her

come here?” Hayley loathed Anastasia with

and refined aura. Her makeup brought out the best in her features, while her tan coat, white lace dress,

fists were tightly clenched. If this was not a detention center, she would have slapped Hayley