Chapter 414 Passive-Aggressive
Downstairs, Elliot gaped after Anastasia wordlessly.
For some reason, he felt like he was being abandoned. Women were perpetually unsolvable mysteries, and not even Elliot, with his businessman brilliance and intelligence, could figure them out.
He did not bother pouring himself a glass of water and followed Anastasia up the stairs instead. When he got to her bedroom doorway, he saw that she was seated on the couch on the second floor and asked, “Where’s Jared?”
“Playing Legos,” she answered coolly, deliberately avoiding his gaze as she flipped through her half-read book.
At that moment, Elliot saw the glass of water on the table next to her and reached out to take it. However, just as he brought it up to his lips, she said curtly, “Don’t touch my glass.”
Seeing as he had already begun to drink from the glass, he gulped down a mouthful of water. He then narrowed his eyes as he asked, “Why not?”
When she saw that he had taken a sip, she shrugged and said, “Fine, drink the whole glass of water. I’ll just go downstairs and pour myself another one!”
She was making it sound like he carried some infectious disease. We’ve already kissed multiple times, and all of a sudden she doesn’t want me drinking from her glass? He was baffled as he sat down across from her. His piercing gaze was inquisitive as he asked, “I drank your water. Why should that stop you from drinking the rest of it?”
He had sensed her hostility from the moment he came home, and her passive-aggressiveness was making him nervous, not to mention frustrated.
“I don’t want to talk about it,” she muttered in annoyance, not wanting to say anything more after that.
“Why not?” he pressed. He was never one to beat around the bush be it in business deals or conversations. He would much rather have an open discussion when it came to solving problems, and he wanted to have a solution as soon as possible. “Is there a problem between us that I should know about?”
“You know what, I never should have saved you last night! Sure, what Aliona did was despicable and disgusting, but it wasn’t as if you would be at a loss, right? You’d only have to put in some physical labor, but that’s about it! She’s the one who would have gotten the short end of the stick! Right?” Anastasia blurted out all of a sudden.
This only made Elliot more puzzled. However, before he could say anything, she went on to ask in all seriousness, “Did you think I was butting into your personal affairs last night and you secretly blame me for it?”
It was then that he realized they didn’t just have a problem; they were having a crisis. Otherwise, she wouldn’t take such a feisty tone with him at present.
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