Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

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Chapter 114

Did he not send me home? Did he bring me to his house instead? Anastasia immediately checked

herself to make sure that her clothes were still on. It didn’t seem like it had been taken off, either. She

hastily got off the bed to find that her shoes were gone, so she had no choice but to walk barefoot on

the clean ground.

She glanced at the clock beside the bed to see that it was nearly 4.30AM. The skies were still dark

outside. Did this man just get me to sleep in his house? What about my son? Is my dad at home with

Jared? Anastasia quietly walked down the stairs. There were wall lights that surrounded the whole villa,

so it made her feel like she was a lost princess that was walking around in a grand, luxurious castle.

Finally, she found her bag on the couch downstairs. She immediately checked her phone to see the

text that she had sent her father and her father’s reply. Phew. At least Elliot knew to tell my dad to take

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care of Jared. Anastasia fixed her messy hair as she thought, I have no choice but to stay here since

it’s now the middle of the night. Hmm… The room I was in earlier seemed like the master bedroom.

Then where did Elliot sleep?

She figured that she would tour his house since he was asleep. When she went up to the second floor,

she suddenly realized that there was a room with its lights turned on. She wanted to ask him why he

brought her home, so she quietly turned the doorknob to push the door open. She found herself in a

study room, where a man was sleeping on the couch with his head resting on his arm.

Anastasia froze. Is he actually sleeping on the couch? On top of that… He’s just wearing sweatpants.

She was so shocked that her hand slipped off the doorknob. A loud bang sounded as the door moved

back and hit against the door stopper. She immediately slapped her hand over her mouth-a comical

gesture considering that it didn’t serve any purpose.

The man’s thick lashes fluttered before he opened his eyes. Even though he had been awakened from

his sleep, he had the same mesmerizing look in his eyes. He curled his lips into a smirk as he stared at

the woman by the door while sitting upright. “Are you awake?” He narrowed his eyes as he smiled.

She felt rather bad for waking him up, but she proceeded with the question she had for him. “Why did

you bring me to your place? You should’ve sent me home.”

“Do you have any idea how bad you look when you’re drunk? What would Jared think if he saw his

mother getting drunk like that?” He didn’t bother to sugarcoat his words. She immediately knitted her

brows into a frown. Did I go crazy after getting drunk? Fine. I guess I agree with what he said. It’s true

that my son shouldn’t see me like that. She tugged on the door to close it as she spoke to Elliot. “You

can continue sleeping! I won’t disturb you anymore.” Then, she shut the door before walking down the

corridor. She was going to wait in the hall until sunrise.

Since she woke him up, Elliot no longer felt like sleeping. He returned to his room and washed up

before putting on some clothes and walking over to the hall. Anastasia had gone to the fridge to get

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herself a drink, and she was just feeling rather creeped out by the large hall when she heard footsteps

coming from behind. She instantly spun her head around to find the man with one hand stuck into his

pocket. He strolled over with a lazy look on his face.

“Aren’t you going to sleep?” she asked while looking at him.

“I can’t sleep anymore,” he replied flatly. Then, he walked over to the fridge to grab himself a bottle of

beer. He sipped on it as he walked back to her. She felt nauseous just at the sight of alcohol. “Why are

you drinking in the middle of the night? It’s not good for your stomach,” she uttered in a confused tone.

“Do you care about me that much?” He sat on the couch beside her and gave her a faint smile.

“I don’t care about you; I’m caring about myself. I’m afraid that you might get horny after you’re drunk.”

Anastasia didn’t bother to be nice to him either. The man had a history of doing such things, after all.

He let out a scoff as he couldn’t believe what the woman just said about him. “Are you that confident

about my interest in you?” He put on an offended expression.

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