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?”

have to?” Anastasia sat up and placed her hand to her forehead as she asked. Why was it necessary to work overtime when they were

out the newest release soon. It’s customary to work overtime during these few weeks. Come on

case… Can I bring my son to the office?” Anastasia hastily

she knew Anastasia was

immediately woke her son up with kisses and

me to

to be still half-asleep,

and hailed a cab to the office. She had bought some bread on the way for

she saw the cute boy on the couch, which immediately stunned

Oh my goodness! He’s too

had covered his full little forehead and a pair of huge bright eyes shone

you were still in your mother’s stomach? They’re so

could only say that the host that night wasn’t too

perusing the documents with her head lowered, Grace took the opportunity to

guy looked at her in anger. “Miss,

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

Anastasia answered a call from

I’m going to Director Evans’ office for a while. Look after Jared for

problem.” Grace gestured with

the underground carpark of Bourgeois, a low key yet luxurious Bentley had