Chapter 115: Chapter 115

Chapter 115 Anastasia let out a scoff. “You guys are interested as long as it's a woman.”

Elliot eyed her without saying anything. He didn’t agree with her since she was the only woman he was interested in. “Your dad will take good care of Jared. Don’t worry.” Elliot tried to comfort her—-he assumed that she hadn’t read the text.

“| saw the text. | don’t want you messing with my phone in the future, and | don’t want you to reply to my texts. Do you think |

don’t know that you were the one who replied to Nigel’s text?” she uttered in an edgy tone.

Elliot's face darkened all of a sudden; he looked almost like an ice sculpture for a moment. “Don’t you dare mess around with Nigel's feelings for you, Anastasia!”

She raised an eyebrow before laughing. “What makes you think I’m messing around with his feelings? There are tons of relationships that start off as friendships. We're friends now, but who knows what might happen in the future, right?”

“What do you mean?” Elliot asked through gritted teeth.

“| mean that our relationship is still in development. It’s not about me fooling around with his feelings, okay?” she replied ina calm tone. Then, she intentionally added another statement to provoke him. “Honestly, | think Nigel’s a good fit as Jared’s dad.

He’s really nice to Jared. If fate allows us to be together, perhaps our relationship might blossom someday,” she uttered.

“Are you the kind of girl who sleeps around? How could you reciprocate Nigel's attraction toward you while also maintaining such an unclear relationship with me? It seems like you're just someone who can’t remain stable in life,” Elliot commented in a sarcastic and irritated tone.

This made her feel rather annoyed. How could he say that I’m someone who sleeps around with others? “I can say the same about you, then! You're receptive to Hayley’s admiration for you while you’re also having this unclear relationship with me. We're not that different, you know?”

The man was silent for a moment, and all he could do was glare at Anastasia. “Are you saying that you might fall for Nigel and marry him someday? Are you going to pick him to be Jared’s father?” Elliot narrowed his eyes to form a sharp gaze that looked like it could slice through walls.

She couldn't help but avoid his glares. “Maybe,” she muttered in the most casual tone she could muster. His expression stiffened for a moment, and his face looked like it had been frozen in place. He seemed like a perfect ice sculpture at that moment. For some reason, Anastasia felt like the man was angry and unhappy at what she just said.

This made her realize something. Soon after that, she let out a mocking laugh. “You aren't jealous, are you, Elliot? Are you secretly in love with me?”

Elliot felt a piercing rage that shot through his body, but he maintained the same cold look on his face. Anastasia curled her lips into a smug smile. “Don’t fall in love with me-we’d never get a happy ending because I’d never fall in love with you,” she stated.

All of a sudden, Elliot got to his feet. He seemed especially domineering as he towered over her, and she sat upright in fear. “W-

What are you trying to do?”

“This is my house, Anastasia. Why are you acting all stuck-up and cocky here?” He shot her a cold and sharp glare. She felt like she was facing the devil himself-he gave off a beast-like viciousness as he spoke.

Wait. Did | trigger him? she thought. “I take back whatever | said, Elliot. Just... pretend | never said it...” She quickly gave in, and she tried to escape the hall after finishing her sentence.

“It's too late.” The man scoffed as he pulled the woman into his arms just before she could scurry off. Anastasia’s instinct was to wrestle and push him away, and both of them fell onto the couch when the man failed to hold onto her firmly.

At this point, Anastasia could no longer escape-the man’s muscular body was like a huge net that trapped her in it. “Elliot...

You...” Her warning was caught in her throat as the man pressed his lips against hers. He was desperate to give her lips a punishment as she had made too many infuriating statements today.

Anastasia tried to protest with her glares as she stared into his stunning eyes. However, all she saw was the passion that Elliot had for her. She had no choice but to shut her eyes. All of her senses were stimulated by the man, and Anastasia could feel herself loosening up to him, perhaps because she was also under the influence of alcohol. She was shocked by her own feelings.