Never Too Far Novel

Chapter 35

Anastasia stopped laughing and looked at her son earnestly. “Jared, let’s not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”

“Grandpa said that it’s not right of my daddy to avoid taking responsibility, though. He has to be responsible toward you and me,” the little boy said with an adult-like expression.

Anastasia was speechless. Why did her father talk about such things with her son?

“Grandpa said that he will grow old and one day won’t be able to take care of us anymore.”

She could now feel the tears coming. Her father was worried that he would grow old and frail, hence unable to take care of her and her son. She tried to suppress the tears as she responded, “Be good, Jared. I’ll become strong and take care of both you and Grandpa.”

“Okay. I’ll also grow up quickly and be very tall, so I can take care of Mommy and Grandpa.” With that, the little guy returned to scarfing down his dinner.

Anastasia’s heart softened at his words. Her son was everything to her, so she absolutely must build a protective environment for him.

The next day was a Saturday.

It was early in the morning and she thought she wouldn’t have to go to work, but then she received a call from Felicia.

“Anastasia, why aren’t you here for overtime?”

her forehead as she asked. Why was it necessary to work overtime when

the newest release soon. It’s customary to work overtime during

bring my son to

Felicia agreed, for she knew Anastasia was

immediately woke her son up with

me to the office for

to be still half-asleep, but

some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when she

coffee when she saw the cute

goodness! He’s too

black hair had covered his full little forehead and a pair of huge bright eyes shone like jewels as they peeked out

get your eyelashes curled when you were still in your mother’s stomach? They’re so long and curly!” Grace

say that the host

perusing the documents with her head lowered, Grace

at her in anger. “Miss, can

sorry. Your face is just so squishy that I couldn’t help it.

Anastasia answered a call from Felicia. “Come to my

to Director Evans’ office for a while. Look

No problem.” Grace gestured with an ‘okay’

of Bourgeois, a low key yet luxurious Bentley had just pulled