Chapter 230 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Elliot lowered his torso until his face was less than 2 inches away from Anastasia before he said in a hushed voice, “I was wrong, Anastasia. Can you please forgive me? I don’t like Aliona. I like you.”

“You are lying…” she rebutted through clench teeth, her red eyes glaring at him.

Then, he held her face between his palms. “I am not lying.” His voice sounded extremely sincere.

She slowly blinked at the man in breathing distance from her. Taking in the handsome features on his face, she couldn’t help but acknowledge the reason why so many women fell for him. He had a face that no one could ever get tired of even after looking at it everyday.

The charmed look in her eyes made Elliot’s breath quicken as he looked at her. His gaze then fell to her slightly quivering pink and pouty lips. They looked like they were quietly inviting him to press his lips on hers.

His self-control and reasoning that he had always been proud of disappeared in a puff of smoke. He didn’t want to hold back any longer and he started listening to his heart as he slowly leaned in. The woman dazedly blinked at him before a sudden discomfort in her stomach slapped her as she made a gagging noise.

Just like that, Anastasia started to painfully hurl her dinner tonight onto his chest.

His eyes went wide at that and he quickly gave her gentle pats on her back to help her throw up more comfortably.

Elliot couldn’t help but feel upset as he wondered if he was so visually unappetizing that she started puking after looking at him.

Even then, the woman had no intention to stop. She lowered her head to vomit on her own chest before turning around to hurl on the bedside floor. She puked so much that there was bile after she had emptied her dinner. After she was done, she weakly lay on the bed with her pale face down before she passed out.

Elliot took off his top and gave the front desk a call to inform them to give him another room.

An attendant soon came to handle the procedure and when the other suite was ready for them to use, Elliot carried the now unconscious Anastasia to the new room.

A few of the young attendants were blushing as they looked at him. They left the room after they had helped Elliot and Anastasia change rooms, and they couldn’t help but silently exclaim about how handsome and sculpted he was. He looked like the protagonist who had stepped right out of a novel!

Elliot cleaned up in the big bathroom of the presidential suite before he brought the woman on the sofa inside.

Through her barely conscious mind, she was somewhat aware that she was soaking in warm water one second and in a soft bed the next. She was so deep in her sleep that she probably didn’t remember covering Elliot with the contents of her stomach.

Elliot sat on the sofa and stared at the sleeping woman with predatory eyes. Even though Anastasia was covered with a blanket, she was still seductive to no end.

Someone—that would be Aliona—was going to lose sleep tonight. Not only did she fail to seduce Elliot, she was stupid enough to reveal her hidden side to Anastasia. It was a miscalculation on her part.

In the middle of the night, Anastasia was so thirsty that she called out to no one and nothing in particular. “Water… I want water…”

The man on the sofa opened his eyes instantly and he strutted over to the bed. After hearing what she wanted, he quickly brought a glass of warm water and fed it to her with her in his arms.

Anastasia refused to open her eyes throughout the entire time. After drinking the water, she suddenly leaned into the warmth of his embrace as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She then buried her face into his chest as she drifted off to sleep.

Seeing that, Elliot placed the glass down and caressed her long locks before he lowered his head to kiss her on the forehead. He was reluctant to let her go.

She continued to sleep in his arms for the rest of the night until the first ray of sunlight came shining into the room.

As Anastasia was disturbed by the brightness in her eyelids, she let out a frown before finally opening her eyes.

The first thing she saw was a white bathrobe and she slowly looked up. She seemed to be hugging onto someone…

She felt as if she had been electrified in that instant. She quickly pulled her hands away and exclaimed, “Why are you here?!”

Thousands of thoughts began flying through her head then. Didn’t I come to the hotel with Felicia? Why did I wake up with Elliot in my arms?

“Where is Felicia?” She lowered her gaze and saw that she had been changed out of her dress and into a bathrobe. She didn’t feel like she had anything else other than the fluffy white piece of cloth. “My—my clothes… Who changed me out of my clothes?” she stammered.

Since he had no other choice but to tell a white lie, Elliot answered, “You threw up last night. You were changed out of your clothes by…Director Evans.”

Elliot didn’t know what to expect if he were to tell Anastasia that he was the one who changed her out of her dirty clothes.

She immediately covered her arms over her chest and questioned him with suspicious eyes, “Why are you in my room? Where is Felicia?”

“Director Evans went home to rest. I am in charge of taking care of you now,” he answered in a low voice.

Her sharp gaze then darted to the bathrobe he had on before her heart seemed to come to a stop for a moment. “You…” she stuttered. “Why are you in a bathrobe?”

Was Felicia even here last night? she panicked. Did Elliot put me in this bathrobe?

He casually reminded her then. “You threw up all over me.”

When Anastasia heard that, her cheeks started heating up. She did vaguely remember puking, but she had no recollection of what or who she did it on.

She had no choice but to believe Elliot for now.

In a cold voice, she chided him as she turned to look the other way. “I don’t need you to take care of me. You can leave now!”

“Before I go,” he calmly mentioned, “I want to explain about the rumor regarding Aliona and me that has been going around these 2 days.” He didn’t want the misunderstanding to continue being dragged on.

“You don’t have to. There is no need for that.” Not wanting to spare him the time of her day for him to give his excuses, she flipped open the blanket and got out of bed.

Despite her rejection, Elliot continued to say, “Would you believe me if I were to tell you that the rumors are fake?”

Anastasia’s grip on the front of her bathrobe tightened at that and she let out a smile. From him giving flowers with a pair of couple’s bracelets to Aliona to him walking out of a restaurant with her, how could any of what she had seen with her own eyes be fake?

“Thank you for taking care of me the whole night, but I don’t care who is involved in the rumors regarding you. I am going home now.” Anastasia started looking for her bag after she said her piece.

However, the man couldn’t possibly let her leave. Elliot stood up and grabbed her by her wrist, and the already lightheaded Anastasia swiftly fell into his arms.

Her face was red with anger as she looked at the relentless man. “You—”

“Don’t even think about going anywhere before you hear out,” he commandingly interrupted as his arms tightened around her.

His domineering tone made her bite her teeth as she gritted, “Do I have the choice to not listen?”

“No.” Elliot locked his eyes on Anastasia before he asked without beating around the bush. “Answer my question first, then. Why did you pick up Jared with Alex on Wednesday? Have I ever crossed your mind when you were spending time alone and flirting with him? You can’t even be bothered with picking up my call when you are with him, huh?”

Anatasia froze when she heard his words. She hadn’t expected him to know that she had gone with Alex to take Jared from school.

As for her not picking up his call, she had actually placed her phone on silent when he called. She didn’t call him back after that because she didn’t see the need to do so.

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