Night of Destiny (Anastasia Tillman)

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Chapter 196 Elliot opened his eyes but he looked lost, obviously meaning that he was still tipsy.

It was due to too much alcohol in such a short amount of tthat caused him to be like this.

Stopping the car at Anastasia’s community entrance, the bodyguard cto open the door immediately, while simultaneously reaching to help Elliot up. Not wanting his help, Elliot shook away his arm. “I'm fine. | don’t need any help.” Even though Elliot was drunk, he still cared about maintaining his strong image in front of Anastasia, as he did not want her to think that he was already at his limit.

“Sir, please don't leave first. You'll have to send him back later,” said Anastasia to the bodyguard, to which the bodyguard nodded in response.

“Alright. I'll stay here and wait for the president.” Just as Elliot began to walk, Anastasia cover to help him. “Watch your step.” Of course, he wasn't drunk to the point of not being able to walk properly, but the slender arm holding him made him happy.

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Hence, he didn't struggle, as showing the occasional weakness in front of this woman was necessary.

Passing through the romantic garden under the moonlight, they reached the elevator and went up to her floor. Opening the door, Elliot then walked inside her house.

Although it was just a small two room apartment, it had a strange attraction that made him feel even more at hthan his own house.

Using his arm as a pillow, Elliot laid down lazily on the sofa, and he looked at the woman that was pouring water and searching for the medicine.

“I remember it was here! Where has it gone now? Did | throw it away?” The sound of the woman mumbling to herself cfrom the cabinet.

Meanwhile, Elliot was not in a hurry and he wished that she wouldn't find the medicine anytsoon. That way, he could have a reason to stay for the whole night.

Because of the amount of work she had, Anastasia had sof her memories jumbled up. Finally, she remembered that she kept the medicine inside the cabof her room. Rushing over quickly, she found them, just as she expected.

After reading the instructions, she took three pills and poured a cup of warm water for him.

“Here are the pills. There you go.” Setting them down on the coffee table, Anastasia watched as the man took it.

Standing up, Elliot took the pills without any hesitation. After taking them, he continued to lie on the sofa, watching her. “l want to rest for a bit more.” On the other hand, Anastasia couldn't chase him right away too, due to his current state being caused by him attending her father’s banquet.

Under the light, it was obvious that Elliot had a flush on his handsface, showing the signs of being drunk.

Even Anastasia, who drank a glass of alcohol on his behalf, was feeling the burn of the alcohol in her stomach, which was why her heart ached for Elliot, who had downed a few glasses.

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“Why did you drink that forjust now? You really do care about me, don’t you?” Elliot asked in his low baritone.

Glancing at him, Anastasia replied, “You think too much of yourself. | just don’t want anything to happen to you at my father’s banquet.” Upon hearing that, Elliot was a bit speechless by the woman who kept running away from her own feelings. “Is it that hard for you to admit that you care about me?” Snorting, Anastasia rolled her eyes in response. “President Presgrave, you really do like to indulge in your own fantasies, don’t you?” However, Elliot suddenly hissed as he clutched his chest.

Anastasia, who was just snorting at him, immediately asked, “What's wrong?” As she asked that, she walked over to the side of the sofa, leaning down to look at his face. “Is there anywhere else that hurts?” But at that instant, Elliot caught hold of her wrist and with a tug, he pulled her into his embrace. The next second, he flipped over and pressed her against the sofa.

Seeing the man’s sly smile made Anastasia realize that she had been tricked.

“You...” “And you say you don’t care for me. Aren't you showing plenty of care right now?” Elliot smirked as he wasn’t going to let her escape that easily.

“You... Get off me! Who said that | was concerned for you? I-l just didn’t want anything that happened to you to implicate my dad too.” Anastasia simply picked an excuse and went with it.

But in Elliot's eyes, that was all just nonsense.

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