Chapter 300 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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Hayley could stay at Erica’s place, but she knew it was only a matter of time before Erica discovered she no longer had anything. As a result, the former rushed to find another place to stay before that.

Naomi was sitting on the sofa watching television when Hayley returned to the Tillman Residence. Erica had told her that Hayley was now wealthy, so she was polite to her whenever she saw her.

“Hello, Hayley. You’re back! Erica is upstairs!”

“Thanks, Naomi.” Hayley gave her a smile.

“Your surgery is quite well done, Hayley. You look prettier now.” Naomi looked at Hayley with envy and felt that Hayley resembled Anastasia.

To that, Hayley pretended to smile, but she was feeling awful deep down. Instead of advantages, this face of hers now brought her a lot of malice.

Erica was in her room, experimenting with her new perfume. When she noticed Hayley, she exclaimed happily, “Hayley, come over here and give it a shot. Is the scent of Chanel No. 5 pleasant?”

Hayley obliged. However, when Erica sprayed it on her, all she felt was some wetness on her face with not much fragrance.

“Is this genuine?” she inquired right away. She had previously worn Chanel No. 5, so why couldn’t she recognise it now?

“Of course it’s genuine! I asked someone to buy something for me abroad. I think it smells nice!” Erica sprayed it again after she said it. “I really adore this fragrance!”

As if Hayley thought of something, her eyes widened, and she right away grabbed the perfume and sprayed it all over her face. However, the only thing she felt were water droplets on her face and a very faint, if not none, fragrance scent. She tried her hardest to smell it but she got nothing.

What is going on? Why can’t I smell it?

“Hayley, what happened?”

Frightened, Hayley walked over to Erica’s dressing table and sprayed another perfume on her, but the result was the same. She couldn’t detect any scents. When she realized this, she cradled her head and yelled before squatting down on the floor and cried.

“What’s wrong, Hayley?” Erica looked at her in surprise. At the same time, she took over the perfume bottles in Hayley’s hand as well, fearing that Hayley would drop her newly purchased perfume.

Hayley was a stubborn character, so she refused to tell anyone about her unfortunate events. She feared being looked down upon.

As a result, she did not inform Erica that she had lost her sense of taste; what was even more terrifying was she discovered that she had lost her sense of smell as well. It was no surprise she had no appetite for the past few days. Any food was unappealing to her, and she realized now that it was because of her loss of smell.

“What exactly happened to you, Hayley?” Erica blinked her eyes in shock. Hayley’s behavior really terrified her.

To that, Hayley stood up and said, “I’m fine.” At that point, her eyes were red.

“You gave me a shock! Well, I’ve been waiting for this perfume for a long time and I finally got it now.” Erica sprayed the perfume again after her words and reveled in it.

Hayley, on the other hand, was envious. She now realized how wonderful it was to be a normal human being, with intact senses of smell and taste.

But she had lost them all. The doctor did warn her before the surgery that there would be side effects because the surgery was extensive, but she ignored all of that and insisted on going ahead to become prettier and attract Elliot. The only thing on her mind was getting the desired effect.

Now, it was almost as if God was punishing her for her greed.

Hayley would later face exorbitant legal fees and a life of poverty. Even if her face could stay pretty for a while longer, she couldn’t afford the upkeep.

Problems with her face would arise if she did not maintain it, no matter how beautiful it was now. She couldn’t imagine what she would look like if the time came.

Feeling miserable, she struggled to keep her tears at the corner of her eyes from falling. She had been reduced to this point entirely due to an invisible force pushing her, which was made up of her greed, envy, and a deep hatred for Anastasia.

Hayley’s hatred for Anastasia persisted even now, and the former believed that Anastasia was to blame for her current plight.

Christmas was around the corner, and Bourgeois Jewelry Atelier was preparing an event for the joyous season. Early in the morning, Felicia gave Anastasia a call.

“Hello?” Anastasia was still laying on the bed, unwilling to get up.

How cozy the bed was in the winter!

“Why? Are you that tired after last night?” Felicia joked indecently.

That stumped Anastasia. “What are you thinking of, Felicia?”

“What? Am I wrong? Is President Presgrave by your side now?”

“We haven’t gotten there yet, Felicia!” Anastasia replied, burying herself in her blanket.

On the other end of the call, Felicia was surprised to hear that. “Oh my! You spend every day with him and have managed to keep your cool until now? Well, I admire you for that,” Felicia teased. Then, she went straight to the point. “Do you have time to attend the annual celebration that Bourgeois Jewelry Atelier planned two weeks ago?”

“Oh? I would like to go.” Anastasia was interested.

“Great! Ask President Presgrave if he has the time to attend as well. Vice-president Young requested me to confirm with you,” Felicia said.

Larry Young was the atelier’s boss for the outsiders. Anastasia rarely saw him, but she knew that he played a significant role in the atelier’s success today.

“Okay, I’ll ask him.”

“It’s quite a big celebration this time. We invited our spokesperson and singer too.”

“Which singer will be there?”

“The more well-known ones will be Bobby Moore and Hendrix O’rion.”

Anastasia was elated to hear that and she exclaimed with much anticipation, “I like Hendrix O’rion a lot!”

She was in a good mood after ending Felicia’s call. The annual celebration was on this Friday, and she wanted to continue working as well although it was just two days before Christmas Eve. Design was her lifelong hobby; it was not merely her job, but her dream as well.

She hoped that her designs would one day be a treasure admired by many, just as an artist would wish for the most dazzling stage. That would give Anastasia an indescribable sense of accomplishment.

After getting up from the bed, she went to Jared’s room, only to find that he wasn’t there. At that point, she was embarrassed to learn that she had become even lazier than her own son.

She then went to the kitchen and saw a portion of breakfast that had been kept warm. After finishing it, she went to the garden and heard Jared’s laughter from the lawn.

Walking in the direction of the sound, she noticed him kicking a ball with Elliot, who was dressed in a gray sports suit.

Elliot is the only one who can be this handsome even in a sports suit.

And his figure was absolutely superb.

Jared saw her coming and immediately demonstrated his kicking abilities. She smiled lovingly at him, her eyes full of praise, and gave him a thumbs up.

Elliot turned around and looked at her too. His black hair was in a messy state from the wind, but it made him appear younger.

She hesitated whether to look at him or Jared, but it was obvious that Jared was not as eye-catching as Elliot just then.

She felt sorry for her son. He was kicking the ball so hard that she could see it, but she was distracted by another man.

Jared, drenched in sweat, finally ran up to her and hugged her. “Mommy, am I skillful?”

“Yes. It’s wonderful.” She gave him a peck on his cheek.

Elliot walked toward them too, holding a towel in his hand. He then thoughtfully replaced the one on Jared’s back. Such attentiveness moved Anastasia’s heart, but she felt ashamed at the same time as she, being Jared’s mother, was not as attentive to Jared.

Jared was like Elliot’s biological son; each and every of the child’s moves affected Elliot. Because he cared for Jared, he was always thinking about how to treat Jared better.

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