Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

Chapter 414 Passive-Aggressive

Downstairs, Elliot gaped after Anastasia wordlessly.

For some reason, he felt like he was being abandoned. Women were perpetually unsolvable mysteries, and not even Elliot, with his businessman brilliance and intelligence, could figure them out.

He did not bother pouring himself a glass of water and followed Anastasia up the stairs instead. When he got to her bedroom doorway, he saw that she was seated on the couch on the second floor and asked, “Where’s Jared?”

“Playing Legos,” she answered coolly, deliberately avoiding his gaze as she flipped through her half-read book.

At that moment, Elliot saw the glass of water on the table next to her and reached out to take it. However, just as he brought it up to his lips, she said curtly, “Don’t touch my glass.”

Seeing as he had already begun to drink from the glass, he gulped down a mouthful of water. He then narrowed his eyes as he asked, “Why not?”

and said, “Fine, drink the whole glass of water. I’ll just

multiple times, and all of a sudden she doesn’t want me drinking from her glass? He was baffled as he sat down across from her. His piercing gaze was inquisitive as he asked, “I drank your water. Why should that stop you from drinking the rest of

from the moment he came home, and her passive-aggressiveness was making him nervous, not to mention

talk about it,” she muttered in annoyance, not wanting to say anything more after

open discussion when it came to solving problems, and he wanted to have a solution as

a loss, right? You’d only have to put

made Elliot more puzzled. However, before he could say anything, she went on to ask in all seriousness, “Did you think I was butting into your personal affairs last night and you secretly blame

were having a

must have happened in between that made her lash out at him like this. He softened and asked in hopes

to him as she snapped, “Next time you decide to fool around behind my back, find a woman who doesn’t look so

he saw the picture. I can’t believe Hayley sent it

grave tone, he asked, “Anastasia, do you know

or something?” Anastasia was admittedly astonished by his question. She didn’t think that the person he was fooling around with was someone she

“That’s Hayley.”

gasped. “That’s

the same time. She never expected Hayley to have gone under the knife and gotten all this work done just to look like her. The thought of this made her sick to the stomach; the person she hated and was disgusted by the most had decided to