My Baby’s Daddy

Chapter 325

Chapter 325
A concerned Felicia caringly reminded, “President Presgrave, please take care of Miss Tillman.”
“Leave her to me,” Elliot replied in a low voice. Then, he opened the door to the driver’s seat and got in.
Felicia couldn’t help but rejoice as she looked at him driving off with Anastasia in his car. She already knew that he was the reason why Anastasia drank to the point where she was drunk.
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A barely conscious Anastasia sat up in what she thought was Felicia’s car. She held her forehead in her hand to suppress the excruciating headache as she said in the direction of the driver’s seat. “Felicia, take me to any nearby hotel. I don’t want to go home.”
She didn’t want her father and son to see her in such a terrible mood and if they did, she would be grateful to just not scare them with this side of her.
A voice answered from the driver’s seat, “Is anyone taking care of your son?”

“My dad is home,” she obediently answered.
Getting even dizzier as the car moved, she quickly slumped on the seat again.
As Elliot waited for the traffic light to turn green, he grabbed her phone with his long fingers and sent Francis a message in her name that she would be spending the night with a friend.
Francis’ prompt reply that she didn’t have to worry about her son came shortly after Elliot sent the message.
Anastasia might not have been in her right mind, but she was still capable of thinking and emotions. She started to mumble in her drunken state toward the driver, “Felicia, let me tell you a secret. Elliot is an *sshole! He is a bad, bad man…”
Elliot froze for a second as he was shocked that she was scolding him behind his back, but he soon tilted his head toward her and asked, “So, do you like him? Or do you hate him?”
“I hate him.” Her voice sounded like she was on the verge of tears.
He was entertained by how drunk she behaved and he tried probing again, “You are telling me that you hate him even though you are drunk because of him?”
“I didn’t drink because of him… I would be an idiot for liking him…” she mumbled and grumbled in her drunken daze.
Then, she sputtered again, “I hate him… He can like whoever the hell he wants to. It has nothing to do with me.”
Anastasia didn’t seem to have any idea what she was saying and she definitely had no clue where she was. The car was only filled with sounds that sounded like ‘b*stard’, ‘trash’ and ‘I don’t ever want to see him’ before there was silence.
She seemed to have fallen asleep by then.
Elliot was somewhat heartbroken. I must have really hurt her this time, he thought.
As they came to another red light stop, he turned to look at the sprawled out figure in his backseat before he sighed. “I am sorry. This is all my fault. I shouldn’t have punished you with something so stupid.”
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