Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 145

“Get in. We’re going to the grocery store.” As Elliot placed Jared at the backseat, it suddenly occurred to him that he would need to get a child safety seat installed so that it would be easier for him to pick Jared up in the future.

After the three of them returned to the car, they went to a nearby commercial area where they had plenty of time to stop since it was still rather early.

While they were inside the grocery store, Jared sat on the cart that was pushed around by Elliot while Anastasia was in charge of selecting ingredients for that evening’s dinner. Feeling somewhat gluttonous tonight, she picked up some pork, shrimp, and a few kinds of vegetables.

“My! What a beautiful family!” someone suddenly commented as Anastasia was choosing vegetables. When she turned her head, she saw two young women standing nearby and staring at them.

The moment Anastasia turned to look at them, they scuttled away in embarrassment as they had been caught in the act.

When Anastasia glanced back at Elliot and her son, she understood why those two young women had misunderstood. They looked very much like a family of three on a shopping trip indeed!

grabbing the vegetables and said to the man pushing the cart behind her, “Let’s

it made the corners of his mouth lift. To him, it was

the entrance of her neighborhood and parked. As soon as she gathered the bags of ingredients she had bought, he took them

didn’t want him to

them from her; his action prompted her to glance speechlessly at her son, who was also happy to

off quickly to maintain her distance from them so that

for us!” Jared shouted behind

could only wait for them in a disconcerted

took the bags from Elliot before heading into the kitchen. Some foods, like the pork, required a little more time to cook and

Jared,” she instructed her son as she left the

Jared nodded and looked up at Elliot. To

of a

stroked Jared’s hair with a

her son, she had completely mastered her way around the kitchen. Moreover, to cater to her son’s taste, she had even spent

added more spice and seasonings; for her son, she made do with some vegetables on top of the steamed egg custard with shrimp. Both

the kitchen on occasion, she would see Elliot watching television with her son at one point and playing with Jared in his room at another. It was turning out not to be an entirely bad thing to have Elliot in her home. At the very least, he