Night of Destiny (Anastasia and Elliot) novel Chapter 167

Chapter 167

“Uh… Y-Yes… I’m free tomorrow!” Anastasia replied while glancing at Elliot, who was driving

“I know that you’re usually occupied at night because you need to stay home to keep an eye on your child, so that’s not a good time for you. That’s why I asked you out in the afternoon. That’s decided then. Let’s have lunch together tomorrow.”

“Sure thing, Old Madam Presgrave.” Anastasia naturally agreed to it. After all, this was the first time that Harriet had asked her out for a meal, so it would be quite rude to reject it.

“Okay, I’ll contact you tomorrow. You must be busy right now. That’s all, then.”

“Sure, see you tomorrow.” After Anastasia had ended her sentence, she waited for Harriet to hang up the phone and she finally heaved a sigh of relief. At that moment, she glanced at Elliot and asked, “Do you know why your grandma asked me out for a meal? Does she actually just want to have a chat with me?”

“It’s quite likely that she wants to talk to you about the matter between you and Nigel.” Elliot kept his eyes in front of him and his handsome face remained expressionless.

“What? Why?” Anastasia blinked her eyes in confusion.

“That’s because Nigel proposed to you the last time and she’s taken it seriously. It’s quite likely that she wants to talk to you about the wedding preparation.”

“What?! Are you being serious?” Anastasia was indeed quite shocked upon hearing Elliot’s words. Has Old Madam Presgrave actually taken the proposal seriously?

“This is the problem that you created yourself, so shouldn’t you be prepared for the consequences?” Elliot coldly snorted in response.

Meanwhile, Anastasia bit her red lip. Indeed, everyone had taken that proposal seriously. However, no one realized that she had privately explained the situation to Nigel.

“Then what should I do? I never intended to marry Nigel.” Anastasia heaved a resigned sigh. After all, she had no intention of disrupting Nigel’s marriage prospects.

“Anastasia, you have to be frank here. How do you actually feel about Nigel? Do you

like him or not?” Coincidentally, Elliot’s car came to a stop at the traffic light and he directed his deep gaze intently at her.

At that moment, Anastasia bit her lower lip. “I only think of him as a friend. I like him for his witty and amusing personality. I also like the way he maintains such a carefree and relaxed lifestyle, but I never thought of marrying him. I like him, but I don’t love him.”

“No! Don’t you dare do anything drastic! The situation is complicated enough, so please don’t complicate things any further, alright?” Anastasia suddenly felt that he was just here to purposely create trouble for her.

At that moment, Jared’s school was within eyeshot and Elliot suddenly turned to her. “I’ll go inside and get Jared. You can wait in the car.”

However, Anastasia was adamant not to bother Elliot, so she muttered, “Jared’s my son, so I’ll go and get him.”

“I promised Jared in the morning that I would come and pick him up personally in the afternoon, so I have to keep my word.” After Elliot said that, he pushed open the car door and got out of the car.

As for Anastasia, she could only sit and wait in the car. Actually, she could have joined him and turned up at the school together, but she felt slightly diffident. After all, they were not an actual couple. Previously, Elliot had pretended to be Jared’s father and he turned up for the sports event, so if any other parents initiated a conversation with them it would be quite awkward.

And so, Anastasia decided to just stay put in the car. Shortly after that, she saw Jared walking out of the school hand-in-hand with Elliot. The boy was evidently quite happy as there was a spring to his step.

As soon as Anastasia saw that, she couldn’t contain the smile on her face. She was very joyful each time she saw Jared in a happy state.

“Mommy!” Jared got into the car and sat in his car seat. Elliot leaned forward to buckle the seatbelt for him, and the current scene showed Elliot performing the exact role of a doting father.