Night of Destiny Novel by Vanessa K

“I’ll take care of Mr. Sullivan’s side from now on. You don’t need to pay too much attention to him and keep meeting him,” Elliot suddenly said.

While blinking her eyes, Anastasia asked, “Why can’t I meet him? I even want to have lunch or dinner more often with him in the future.”

“Mrs. Presgrave!” Elliot held her waist possessively and looked as though he was furious, but didn’t dare to show it.

Anastasia wore a grin on her face after seeing her plan had succeeded. She put her arms around his neck and asked, “Are you jealous?”

He then held the back of her head with his big palm and pressed her head into his chest before admitting, “Yes. I’m jealous. The moment you smiled at him in the banquet hall, I was already jealous.”

At this moment, Anastasia slightly regretted teasing him. Since she had already become his wife, she would keep her distance from other men from now on.

She rested her head on his chest and counted his heartbeat. ‘I was just joking. Don’t you know how much I love you?”

looking at her with his gentle but slightly: frustrated gaze. Just then, the woman in his chest lifted her head. The tipsiness in her eyes could be seen clearly under the light,

again, and he brought her to walk under the streetlights. They then made their way back to their

already bought this mansion so we can come here often for vacation,” Elliot

she answered, “Great” Suddenly, Elliot reminded her, ‘It’s our

smiled shyly. “But I’m tired! Aren’t

be tired?

for tonight. “You’re

say you’re tired tonight,

purred in a husky

shone through her coquettishness. “You don’t love me anymore. I’m so

touched the tip of Anastasia’s nose and said,

it tonight! At once, she took a step back from his embrace and ran toward the direction of the mansion, as though she was running

Elliot stay still when he saw his running bride? With his long legs, he chased after her in a few steps and hugged her in his arms, thereafter picking her up and striding into the mansion. On the other hand, the woman in

fireworks that were covering half of the sky. That became the

she was enjoying the fireworks, a domineering arm came from behind and rugged at her shoulder. He then held her face gently and said,

‘I love you too, Mr. Presgrave.” Then,