My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 242 Oliver’s Excuse

Anastasia didn’t know why she would think of Elliot now and then even though they had already agreed to go back to being strangers. No, stop this, she chided herself. I have to stop thinking about him. I still have work tomorrow. She still had to work for a living, and she couldn’t afford to lose sleep right now. In fact, she had to catch up on rest.

However, the more she tried to convince herself to sleep, the harder it was for her to actually drift off into slumber. She gave up in the end, and at some point, sleep came to her without having to be beckoned.

Early the next morning, she woke up and opened her eyes blearily. Then, she reached for her phone and texted Oliver, telling him to meet her at the basement parking lot later.

Her phone rang shortly after, and she answered the call. “Hey there, Oliver. How much longer will you need?”

“Uh, Anastasia, I don’t think I can carpool with you anymore. I… I need to make a trip back to my hometown, and I’ll probably be there for half a year,” Oliver said on the other line.

“That’s sudden,” she remarked. “Did something happen back home?”

“Oh, no, it’s just… I figured I should keep my parents company for a while. Anyway, don’t worry about me. Remember to drive safe to work,” he replied, adding a gentle reminder at the end.

said kindly, “Well, you take care as well

was admittedly relieved. After all, getting too

work and that she had already helped her check into work. Upon reading this, Anastasia felt a surge of warmth go through her, and words couldn’t describe how grateful she was to

get to work on time, she slowed down and found herself maneuvering through the streets easily. She hardly hit any traffic on the way, and by the time she pulled into the company building’s basement parking lot, she deliberately chose not to park in

told her that Felicia wanted to see

adding a vibrant edge to her already-professional appearance. Although she was

walked into her office that she looked down at Felicia’s fingers as they flew across the keyboard, and she

grew bashful as she glanced at the ring on her finger. “You’re the first one to notice, and yes,

Do I hear

in our early stages! We just want to take things slow for now.” Felicia was known to have strong ideals, and it went without

ornate jewelry case painted over with floral motifs. In the case were nestled two necklaces that glittered breathtakingly under

and she had toiled over them in earnest. To see them brought to life now made her feel like she was on

are flawless. If these weren’t limited edition pieces, I would

will the client be coming to