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?”

forehead as she asked. Why

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

bring my son to the office?”

right, sure.” Felicia agreed, for she knew Anastasia

her son up with

to

to be still half-asleep, but

the office. She had bought some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when she arrived at the

saw the cute boy on the couch,

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 from under his dense and curly eyelashes. His features were

you get your eyelashes curled when you were still in your mother’s stomach?

say that the host that night wasn’t

head lowered, Grace took the opportunity to reach out

in anger. “Miss, can you stop pinching my cheeks?

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

a call from Felicia. “Come to my

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

course! No problem.” Grace gestured

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