Chapter 372 Let’s Go to My Place
Elliot grabbed his collar, closed his eyes, and gasped, “It hurts!”
“Should I take you to the hospital?” Rey was so anxious upon seeing Elliot. It was his first time seeing Elliot so weak, after all.
“Send me to Anastasia’s house.” Doctors and their prescriptions couldn’t cure Elliot. In fact, Anastasia was the only one who could heal him.
“Don’t hold on anymore. You should go to the hospital this time,” Rey urged anxiously.
“I am well aware of my own body.” Elliot shut his eyes and ordered, “Send me there.”
Is Alex planning to have a meal or visit Anastasia’s house by sending her and Jared back home? Or is he trying to take the opportunity to take advantage of Anastasia?
He was a man, so he knew what other men thought. Moreover, he had been someone like that in the past.
Therefore, he had to drive Alex away, even if that meant being despised and resented by Anastasia.
Since he was unable to persuade him, Rey could only start the car and silently hope that Anastasia wouldn’t do something to provoke Elliot anymore.
After Anastasia entered the car with Jared, Alex asked, “Miss Tillman, should I send you home or pick up your car at the office?”
“Just send us home!” Since the next day was a weekend, Anastasia figured that she didn’t need the car, and she didn’t want to go back and forth with Jared.
Hearing that, Alex was delighted. He quickly thought about excuses to be invited into her house.
“By the way, you left your phone in the car just now. President Presgrave gave you a call.” Alex pretended to be reminded of the call.
“What did he say?” Anastasia inquired with a frown.
“He didn’t say anything in detail. Perhaps it was me who answered the call, so he didn’t sound happy. He just hung up the call,” Alex deliberately described Elliot as a cold person.
Anastasia knew Elliot well, and it did seem like something he would do.
When they arrived at Anastasia’s housing area, Alex suddenly asked urgently, “Miss Tillman, may I use your washroom? It’s a little urgent.”
Of course, Anastasia felt bad to reject him, so she nodded. “Sure. Come on, then!”
“Jared, is your bag heavy? Should I help you carry it?” Alex quickly tried to befriend Jared, wanting to win him over.
In response, Jared shook his little head and answered, “Nope. I can carry it myself.”
Though Jared was young, he could tell that Alex was trying to win over his mom’s heart. It wasn’t that he disliked Alex, but there was only one person who was qualified to be his future dad, and that person was Elliot.
“You’re a good boy, Jared,” praised Alex.
Just then, Anastasia halted in her steps. When she and Alex entered the premises, they saw two figures sitting on the bench—Elliot and Rey.
“Mr. Presgrave!” Jared immediately struggled to get out of Anastasia’s grip as he ran toward Elliot.
At the same time, Alex’s expression turned rigid. He didn’t expect to see Elliot here.
“Jared, I can’t carry you right now because I’m sick,” said Elliot.
“Are you sick? Did you take your medicine?” Jared asked with concern.
“Yeah! I’ve taken them.”
Rey, who was standing beside Elliot, leaned down and asked Jared, “Shall I bring you to the playground, Jared? Let’s give your mom and Mr. Presgrave some time to talk.”
Upon hearing that, Jared wondered, Since Mr. Presgrave is here, Mr. Hunter will probably leave!
“Okay, sure!” Jared nodded. He wanted to create opportunities for his mom and Mr. Presgrave.
Seeing that Rey had brought her son away, Anastasia turned to Alex. “Mr. Hunter, let’s go to my place!”
Elliot instantly furrowed his sharp brows upon hearing that. It turned out that this woman was bringing another man home!
“It’s fine, Miss Tillman.” Alex suddenly became a coward as he didn’t want to offend Elliot.
Anastasia knew that he had an urgent bladder. Moreover, he was just intimidated by Elliot, so she grabbed his hand and pulled him along while reassuring him, “You don’t have to be scared to come over to my place.”
Alex’s heart skipped a beat, but there was no doubt that Anastasia’s action had made his heart flutter. He nodded and apologized, “I’m sorry for the trouble.”
