Chapter 385 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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“What’s the hurry, Elliot? Are you doing anything?”

“You know why.” Elliot gritted his teeth.

Nigel roared in laughter, and he ‘begrudgingly’ said, “Fine. But I’ll need to use your private jet tomorrow. I’ll take care of your kid if you let me use it.”

“You can use it for as long as you like.” Elliot was paying a heavy price for a fun night. He finally settled everything, and when he turned around, Anastasia was covering her laugh behind her hand. He squinted at her, as if he was a beast staring at its prey. ‘You aren’t going anywhere tonight’, the look in his eyes said.

Anastasia kept smiling, and eventually, she turned red with embarrassment. He sat beside her and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, then played with her earlobe and slowly closed in.

She could feel his warm breath on her cheek. “It’s just you and me tonight.”

Anastasia got even redder, and her heart raced. She averted her gaze from him. It was like she would have a heart attack if she looked at him for a moment longer. Fortunately, a meeting distracted him from her, and she enjoyed a nice. afternoon tea in his office.

He took her and left the building after that meeting. Elliot did not want anyone to interrupt their night, so he would make dinner himself. He took her to a mall to buy what they needed. Shopping was relaxing, and Anastasia was looking forward to the dinner, so she decided to buy some scented candles the moment she saw them.

She bought more than a dozen of them. Elliot would be cooking dinner himself. He never did any chores before this, but now, he knew how to make great food. They bought a lot of stuff, but when he took her to the condom counter, she blushed.

She saw a few gentlemen taking their picks as well, and she averted her gaze. Hey, you could have just picked one yourself! Elliot was scanning the brands and fiddled with the one he was holding. She thought he would leave after she bought the stuff, but he was still staring at it..

She was getting really embarrassed. “Just pick one and leave!” she said.

“Just one?” he asked her seriously.

Huh? Is he gonna buy more than that? She got her answer a moment later. When he had finally settled on the brand and size, he tossed six boxes into the cart. She wanted to tell everyone that she did not know him. Anastasia could feel all the ladies around her giving her looks when they came to the counter, and her face burned up.

The sun was already setting when they came out. Elliot was in a buoyant mood all the way home, and the jazz music he played reflected that. The sky was blazing red, and it seemed like an aurora was showing up in the heavens. Everything looked lovely. It was almost six when they arrived home.

Elliot was preparing dinner. Anastasia wanted to help, but he kissed her and pushed her out. “Dress yourself up and come back down,” he hinted at her.

Anastasia went upstairs and pulled the closet open. There were a few pieces of sexy lingerie inside that she bought on impulse last time. She never had a chance to wear them though, but now she could. Still, there was no way she would wear those for dinner. She had bought two dresses back when she got engaged.

They were simple but sexy, making them the perfect attire for dates. She showered and blew her hair dry before changing into her black dress. The diamond shoulder strap made her shine, and the tight-fitting waist part of the dress accentuated her curves. Elliot was pouring red wine when she came down, and she saw her candles on the table too. The bouquet of roses was on the table as well. The already romantic dinner was made more meaningful thanks to what he was doing.

He looked up and saw her coming down elegantly. Her thick, dark hair tumbled down her shoulders, drawing attention to her face. Her eyes glistened and gleamed, as if they were singing. Elliot’s eyes were filled with love and indulgence. He pulled her chair back for her, as if he was serving a queen. She sat down on it, feeling honored. He leaned down and kissed her head.

Anastasia felt really spoiled, and things were getting so sweet, it made her dizzy. So this is what they mean when they say they’re in heaven..

He sat down and cut up some steak, then he fed her some. “Have a taste.”

She took a bite, and he looked at her with anticipation. He really hoped she liked it. “It’s good,” she praised.

A smile curled his lips as he was happy to hear that. She raised the glass of red wine and handed it to him. ‘Cheers.” He raised his and raised a toast to her. Elliot looked at her greedily, refusing to let go of any chance to admire her goodness.

She too did not want to let any chance to stare at him go. Their eyes were glued to each other, and it was as if they were the only people on earth. They were each other’s lovers.

“You look beautiful tonight, Mrs. Presgrave, he praised.

She said, “You look great tonight too, Mr. Presgrave.”

They enjoyed their meal in silence. There was nothing more that needed to be said. They could see the love bubbling in each other’s eyes. Anastasia wanted to help out with the dishes after dinner, but he held her hand down. “I’ll do it. You get some rest.”

“I don’t need it,” she retorted.

“But you should, or you might get too tired tonight,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows.

Her face turned beet-red. Does he think he can outlast me? Now that’s impossible!

He saw through her, and he huddled closer. “I’ve been holding it in for a long time,” he whispered into her ear.

She gulped a little. Whoa, is he a telepath like Anya? But I haven’t said anything yet. She took her candles and went upstairs to decorate the room. By nine at night, she was already waiting for him on the couch. Eventually she heard the sound of his footsteps. Her heart started beating faster with each footstep. He’s here.

Elliot had taken his trench coat off, and he was wearing a dark shirt inside. His pants were wrapped tightly around his taut, muscular legs. He came to her side and patted her head. “I’ll get showered.” Elliot went to the bathroom and came back out in his pajamas twenty minutes later. The look in his eyes was passionate enough to burn her up.

She knew he was thinking of her as a work of art, and he was admiring it.

He lay on the bed and beckoned to her. “Come here, Mrs. Presgrave. It’s bedtime.”

She did not move. She refused to listen to him just like a cheeky child. Anastasia rested her chin on her hands and smiled smugly. “No, I’m not sleepy yet.”

He laughed and heaved a sigh. “It’s my fault.”

Anastasia wondered why he said that, but then he got out of bed and came up to her. “I’ll run you through an exercise routine. It’ll help with sleep.”

She wanted to run away, but he held her arm and pulled her into his embrace. At the same time she looked up, he held the back of her head to press his lips against hers. She could feel that he her, as if he would gobble her up right away. She opened her eyes a little and saw him looking at her, as if trying to suck her in. She closed her eyes, her heart racing. She held his waist in embarrassment, and halfway through the kiss, she felt herself getting lighter. He had picked her up, and they were heading toward the bed.

He placed her down’ gently like she was the most important thing in the world to him. The kiss went on and on, and she drowned in his love. She let her guard down, and she looked at her beloved, whose face was illuminated by the light. She finally let go of what happened five years ago. If that was her fate, then this was the best outcome of it. She was fine with it, as long as he was there. She would never fall for anyone else. He would be the only one she loved in this life.

“Anastasia,” he called out to her gently. “I love you,” he whispered.

The night was silent. Well, for the most part of it. The bedroom’s light remained on until dawnbreak. Anastasia finally woke up at about eleven. The blinding sunlight made her turn away and scurry into Elliot’s embrace.

He chuckled and gave her a kiss. She can be so shy sometimes. “Are you getting up, Mrs. Presgrave?”

She leaned her head against his chest and shook her head. She wanted to hear his voice more. It was lovely hearing him call her that.

Elliot looked at her nose, where the sunlight had gathered. Her skin was fair and gleaming pink. She was adorable last night, and he wanted more.

Anastasia had decided to stay with him and do nothing the whole day.

It was then he asked, “So how did I do? Good?”

She thought, Yeah, too good. “Hmm… No comment.” She had no idea what to say.

“Ah, I see I haven’t done well. Looks like I have to work harder tonight,” he said on purpose.

She looked up at him and blurted, “Please, no. You did well.”

He was still not satisfied with that, and he smiled at her. “It’s my duty to make you happy.”

Elliot bent down and gently kissed the top of Anastasia’s head. “I’ll make you some food.”

Anastasia finally released him. As he got out of bed, she spotted the nail marks on his back that were frankly quite ghastly, so she turned around guiltily.

It was probably… thanks to her.

At 12.30PM, Anastasia lazily pulled on a T-shirt and put her hair up in a simple bun before heading downstairs. Her heart was filled with utter bliss when she saw her man making lunch for her.

Seeing as how he was still hustling about in the kitchen, she decided to head over and hug him from behind without saying a word. She simply squished her face against his back and followed him around as he moved.

Elliot turned around and hugged her back before kissing her. “Let’s eat! I’m free today, so we can spend the whole day together.”

“Shouldn’t we pick Jared up?” Anastasia blinked at him.

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