Chapter 448

Awoken by a Kiss

Elliot’s kiss awakened Anastasia. Her eyelids fluttered slightly and her eyes widened in the next
second.

His face was so close to hers that he seemed to be about to take things to the next stage at any
moment.

With a smile, Anastasia couldn’t help but accuse him, “Do you consider yourself a gentleman if you
take advantage of someone while they are sleeping?” Just as she was about to roll over and get out of
bed, Elliot’s long-arm domineeringly seized her. “You are running away after telling me off?” he asked.

“You took advantage of me first. Why can’t I tell you off?” Her big bright eyes glowed, a cheeky look to
them.

“Okay. If you truly want to argue over who is to blame for this, it’s you. It’s your fault that you look so
alluring and seduced me.” Elliot’s ability to shirk responsibility was top-notch.

At that point, Anastasia was rendered speechless. She never knew that he could turn black into white
with a few sentences.

“Alright, but it’s not my fault that I looked this way. The fault lies in that I shouldn’t have lingered at your
house. I’ll pack up my things with Jared and leave in a while,” Anastasia retorted. She was nobody’s
fool.

As expected, she could see a trace of panic flash in Elliot’s eyes. In the next second, he tightened his
arm around her and ordered, “Don’t go.”

The smugness in Anastasia’s eyes increased as she heard him. “Then who is at fault now?” she asked.



“I was wrong.” He admitted honestly.

Suddenly, she felt pity for him. “Alright. I forgive you and I won’t hold you accountable.”

“Really?” After saying that, Elliot quickly sealed her red lips with a lingering and deep kiss, which made
Anastasia unable to resist. In the end, she fell deep into it.

Elliot was a man who had such ability. Although he was domineering, she still willingly became his prey
and even enjoyed it.

The kiss made the both of them pant. Glassy-eyed, Anastasia reached out and pushed him away as
she said, “Stop messing around.”

“I know you want it too.” Elliot’s deep eyes were filled with suffering and restraint.

She knew that there was nothing she could hide from him. She did enjoy the intimate time with him, but
it was also accompanied by trauma.



“I’m cooking tonight. Take it as a token of appreciation for the meal you cooked for Jared in the
afternoon,” Anastasia said gratefully.

“It was unsuccessful,” Elliot replied in frustration.

“It’s okay. The fact that you’re putting effort into it is highly appreciated.” Anastasia smiled and added,
“It’s Jared’s blessing.”

After hearing that, Elliot lowered his head and kissed her between the brows, then rubbed the tip of his
nose against hers.

“Do we need to say thank you between us?” he stated.



As Anastasia had turned her face to the side in an attempt to shake her head, Elliot’s lips fell on her
cheek. In return, she quickly cupped his face and kissed his cheek, as if to comfort this man who could
only limit himself to kissing her.

“Well, it’s time for me to cook now,” she remarked.

She got up and left, and Elliot sighed as he lay on the bed. The heat and desire that had spread
through his slender and sturdy body had no way to be unleashed.

…

At Tillman Residence, Erica was the only one that was paying for their expenditure after Hayley
accompanied Erica shopping around. Since Erica wasn’t a generous person, Hayley could feel that the
woman was a little upset.

On the way home, Erica turned her head and asked tentatively, “Hayley, I’m going to meet my
boyfriend tonight. Do you want to go home now?”

Hayley curved a smile and replied, “Sure. Just drop me off here. I’ll get a taxi later.”

“I’m sorry. Next time I’ll treat you to dinner,” Erica apologized. She had spent over ten thousand and
even paid for the bag that Hayley chose today.

“It’s okay. See you later.” For the time being, Hayley didn’t want to lose Erica as her friend.

As she watched Erica’s car leave, Hayley’s eyes flashed with mockery. If Erica knew that Hayley had
lost everything, the former would not have been so patient with her.

The mockery in her eyes turned sinister, and Hayley took out her phone and dialed Alex’s number.

“Hello? Miss Seymour?” Alex was a little surprised when he received her call.



“I’m sorry, Mr. Hunter. Have I disturbed you?” she asked innocently.

“Oh—not at all. Is something wrong?” he replied.

“Thing is, I have an interview tomorrow at a company and I would like to ask you for some professional
advice about accounting,” Hayley explained.


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