Chapter 314 – Finding the Secret Daddy for My Baby Novel

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On top of that, they even brought along that b*stard child too!

“Welcome, Young Master Elliot!”

“Mr. Tillman,” Elliot greeted with a smile.

The young boy he was holding, too, cheerfully called out, “Grandpa!”

Naomi had a fake smile plastered on her face as she stood beside Francis. “Young Master Elliot, we are glad that you have decided to pay us a visit. Please, come in.”

Elliot then nodded and thanked her.

“Mom!” Anastasia greeted her as well. She didn’t want to embarrass Naomi in front of her father.

“Anastasia, make sure you take good care of Young Master Elliot while he is here,” Francis turned to Anastasia and said.

Erica was finally satisfied with her makeup and outfit right around this time. As she walked down from the stairs on the second floor, she looked at Elliot, who was walking in, and greeted him excitedly, “Young Master Elliot, you are here.”

Elliot looked at her and gave a nod in acknowledgement. Anastasia then invited him to sit on the sofa, while she sat beside him and served him tea.

Francis, however, suddenly remembered that they didn’t have milk at home. He insisted on bringing Jared with him to buy some immediately.

Anastasia felt slightly resigned at her father doting on her son.

Naomi was getting annoyed looking at her husband but she, too, could only watch on as her husband pampered Anastasia’s son.

She secretly thought how nice it would be if her own daughter would hurry up and give birth to a son.

Naomi then threw a knowing glance at her daughter before she went into the kitchen. Erica caught sight of that, and she immediately understood what her mother was signaling her to do. Out of nowhere, she had a burst of courage to get Elliot’s attention.

“I will do it for you, Anastasia!” Erica, who usually called her sister by her full name, suddenly offered to help. Erica didn’t dare show disrespect toward Anastasia now that Elliot was there.

She needed to leave a good impression on him.

After Anastasia obediently gave the teapot to Erica, she sat beside him before she grabbed a handful of cherries and passed them to him. “Here.”

Elliot then took one cherry out of her palm and popped it into his mouth. She, too, ate one as she looked at him. It was somewhat unbelievable to her just how elegant his movements were even when all he was doing was eating a cherry.

How can a man look so graceful in everything he does? she wondered.

He kept going until there wasn’t a cherry left in her palm, so she went and grabbed another fistful for them to share. Erica was sitting across them making tea as she witnessed their soundless intimacy.

She could die from jealousy right there and then.

Elliot would only show this friendly side of his when he was with Anastasia.

If it were any other women, he would have immediately put an unapproachable front by being his usual cold self.

“I bought the cherries! They are great, aren’t they, Anastasia?” Erica asked abruptly. She wanted to remind them that she was there as well.

Hearing that, Anastasia casually replied, “It’s alright.” She stopped eating the cherries after that. Instead, she started peeling two oranges, and Elliot only ate what she peeled.

He acted as though fruits that had been in her hands tasted sweeter.

“Please have some tea.” Erica served him a cup of tea. As soon as the cup was in his hand, he took a small sip of it before turning to Anastasia again.

“I want more oranges,” he murmured

Anastasia swiftly took two more and began peeling one of them for him. Just as she was in the middle of it, the man suddenly put two peeled pieces of oranges into her mouth.

She was startled at first, but she soon began to enjoy the sweetness erupting across her taste buds. Erica could only continue to watch their lovey-dovey act.

“Is it good?” he asked in a serious voice, and she nodded.

At that, Anastasia hummed in reply. “It’s delicious.”

He then peeled another orange and brought it to her mouth again. With that, her mouth was full with that oh-so-sweet orange.

Erica was starting to feel upset as she watched the couple. Despite how much effort she put into dolling herself up, the man had not spared her even one glance.

As she felt weird about staying with them, she quickly stood up as she mumbled, “Uh… I will go to the kitchen for a bit.”

Neither of them said anything to Erica in reply. Anastasia only proceeded to shove a whole orange she had just peeled into Elliot’s mouth.

Knowing that she did it intentionally, he bit the orange in half before sending the other half to her mouth.

Anastasia instantly flushed as red as a tomato at that. She could never win every time she tried to tease him.

Still, the orange he fed her tasted extraordinarily sweet.

“Does the orange that has been in my mouth taste good?” he leaned in next to her ear and asked, making her blush.

Erica, who had gone into the kitchen, was visibly upset as she stood beside her mother, her lips pouting. Naomi could only look at her with sympathizing eyes.

It didn’t take long before Francis had returned with Jared. Not only did the young boy have milk with him, he was also carrying an expensive-looking toy robot.

As soon as Anastasia saw it, she sternly asked, “Jared, did you pester your Grandpa into buying you a toy?”

“No, I didn’t.” The boy’s cheeks puffed up. “Grandpa wanted to buy it for me.”

Francis hurriedly added to back his grandson up. “I bought it for Jared. He didn’t pester me or anything. It is only normal to buy presents for children during Christmas, yes?”

Elliot was still frivolously playing around with Anastasia just a second ago, but now, his back was as straight as a pole and a serious expression appeared on his face.

Francis then sat down and poured more tea into Elliot’s cup, and he warmly said to the younger man, “Have some tea, Young Master Elliot.”

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