Chapter 161


    After sending Jared to school, Elliot did not go back to thepany. Instead, he bought breakfast


    and returned to Anastasia’s home.


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    He still had the key to the house that Anastasia gave him.


    With the breakfast in his hands, Elliot shot a look into the master room through the open doorway.


    Upon seeing the owner of the house bundled up in a nket, he smiled before he walked out.


    If Anastasia knew Elliot would be admiring her sleeping posture, she would’ve slept in a more better


    looking position. At that moment, she looked like a tame kitten that was sleeping soundly, and she


    would adjust into a different sleeping position every now and then.


    Even the man himself did not notice that his gaze upon her was extremely gentle, and there was


    nostalgia in his eyes when he looked at her.


    Meanwhile, the sleeping woman was lying on the bed with all her limbs stretched out. The sun


    shone on her face, showing off her perfect skin and red lips, and it made her look very seductive.


    This made Elliot want to bite into her as he was eager to know how she tasted.


    Currently, Anastasia was wearing low-cut pajamas and her corbone were exposed, making the


    man gulp unconsciously as his Adam’s apple bobbed.


    Although Elliot was always calm and collected, he fell apart in front of the woman. She always had a


    way of making his heart go haywire.


    In the end, he decided to just not look at her, since he was very confident that she would belong to


    him sooner orter.


    With that thought, Elliot stood up and left.


    Anastasia’s biological clock would always wake her up as she did not have a habit of sleeping in.


    However, it was the ring horning from the cars outside that truly made her feel awake in the


    end.


    Opening her eyes, she then spaced out for a bit before getting out of bed. Slowly, she washed her


    face and brushed her teeth. Walking out of her room to get a ss of water, she was scared out of


    her wits by the man sitting on her sofa.


    “You…” Anastasia stared at him wide-eyed, a hint of anger in her gaze as she questioned, “Why did


    youe back?!”


    “I brought breakfast for you.” Elliot replied with raised eyebrows.


    Looking back at the door to her room, she found it to be wide open. So, was he in a position where


    he could simply look in on her whenever he wanted?


    Did he actually look at how I slept?


    Yet, Anastasia already knew the answer to this obvious question. It was evident that Elliot had done


    so. Did I drool in my sleep? Was I sleeping in a shameless position? Was I sleeptalking?!


    For reasons unbeknownst to her, Anastasia started to blush. Looking down, she was relieved upon


    seeing she still had on normal looking pajamas. Coughing lightly, she then said, “You can leave


    now.”


    “I’ll wait for you to finish breakfast, then we can go to thepany together.”


    “It’s fine. I’ll just take a cab. You don’t need to wait for me.”


    “But I’m willing to wait,” Elliot said in his low seductive voice without a hint of waver


    to it.


    Frowning, Anastasia thought, Does he really think that this is his home? Why is he staying at this


    cramped three room apartment when he has a literal mansion he can live in?


    Because she was famished, she walked to the table before starting to eat the breakfast he brought


    her. Looking at the man sitting opposite to her, Anastasia pretended to be concerned as she asked,


    “Have you eaten?”


    “I have,” Elliot said as he nced at her.


    “What about your stomach? Is it any better?” When Anastasia asked him about this, she prayed that


    it had better not get worse. Otherwise, she would feel guilt to no end.


    “It’s fine now. Please take more care of my stomach from now on, Miss Tillman.” The man said this


    with a snort and it was obvious that he was upset about yesterday’s events.


    Guiltily, Anastasia replied, “I understand. I’ll watch out from now on.”


    Satisfied, Elliot smiled before stating, “Miss Tillman, you have a very adorable


    sleeping posture.”


    “Y-You are not toe into my bedroom from now on without my permission. That is my private


    space, understand?” Using her rights as the owner, she warned him.


    Raising his eyebrows, Elliot answered herzily, “Alright. I won’t enter it from now


    on.”


    Not believing him that easily, Anastasia snorted in response. “You better keep your word.”


    After breakfast, Anastasia chose to ride in his car but upon getting into his car, she found out that it


    was already 9.20 AM. Goodness, my full attendance for this month is gone again!