Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 35

Anastasia stopped laughing and looked at her son earnestly. “Jared, let’s not look for Daddy, okay? Mommy can raise you all by herself.”

“Grandpa said that it’s not right of my daddy to avoid taking responsibility, though. He has to be responsible toward you and me,” the little boy said with an adult-like expression.

Anastasia was speechless. Why did her father talk about such things with her son?

“Grandpa said that he will grow old and one day won’t be able to take care of us anymore.”

She could now feel the tears coming. Her father was worried that he would grow old and frail, hence unable to take care of her and her son. She tried to suppress the tears as she responded, “Be good, Jared. I’ll become strong and take care of both you and Grandpa.”

“Okay. I’ll also grow up quickly and be very tall, so I can take care of Mommy and Grandpa.” With that, the little guy returned to scarfing down his dinner.

Anastasia’s heart softened at his words. Her son was everything to her, so she absolutely must build a protective environment for him.

The next day was a Saturday.

It was early in the morning and she thought she wouldn’t have to go to work, but then she received a call from Felicia.

you

to?” Anastasia sat up and placed her hand to her forehead as she

soon. It’s customary to work overtime

Can I bring my

she knew Anastasia

up with

with me to the office

seemed to be

son downstairs and hailed a cab to the office. She had bought some bread on the way for breakfast and it was already 9:50AM when

she saw the

Oh my goodness! He’s too

wore a black T-shirt paired with jeans. His black hair had covered his full little forehead and a pair of huge bright eyes shone like jewels as they peeked out from under his dense and curly eyelashes.

get your eyelashes curled when you were still

could only say that the host that night wasn’t too shabby

head lowered, Grace took the

at her in anger. “Miss, can you stop pinching my cheeks? It

Your face is just so squishy that I couldn’t help it. I’ll stop

a call from Felicia. “Come to

for a while. Look after Jared for

problem.” Grace gestured with an

carpark of Bourgeois, a low key yet luxurious Bentley had just pulled up whereby