Elliot lowered his torso until his face was less than 2 inches away from Anastasia before he said in a
hushed voice, “I was wrong, Anastasia. Can you please forgive me? I don’t like Aliona. I like you.”
“You are lying.” she rebutted through clench teeth, her red eyes glaring at him….
Then, he held her face between his palms. “I am not lying.” His voice sounded extremely sincere.
She slowly blinked at the man in breathing distance from her. Taking in the handsome features on his
face, she couldn’t help but acknowledge the reason why so many women fell for him. He had a face
that no one could ever get tired of even after looking at it everyday.
The charmed look in her eyes made Elliot’s breath quicken as he looked at her. His gaze then fell to
her slightly quivering pink and pouty lips. They looked like they were quietly inviting him to press his lips
on hers.
His self-control and reasoning that he had always been proud of disappeared in a puff of smoke. He
didn’t want to hold back any longer and he started listening to his heart as he slowly leaned in. The
woman dazedly blinked at him before a sudden discomfort in her stomach slapped her as she made a
gagging noise.
Just like that, Anastasia started to painfully hurl her dinner tonight onto his chest.
His eyes went wide at that and he quickly gave her gentle pats on her back to help her throw up more
comfortably.
Elliot couldn’t help but feel upset as he wondered if he was so visually unappetizing that she started
puking after looking at him.
Even then, the woman had no intention to stop. She lowered her head to vomit on her own chest
before turning around to hurl on the bedside floor. She puked so much that there was bile after she had
emptied her dinner. After she was done, she weakly lay on the bed with her pale face down before she
passed out.
Elliot took off his top and gave the front desk a call to inform them to give him another room.
An attendant soon came to handle the procedure and when the other suite was ready for them to use,
Elliot carried the now unconscious Anastasia to the new room.
A few of the young attendants were blushing as they looked at him. They left the room after they had
helped Elliot and Anastasia change rooms, and they couldn’t help but silently exclaim about how
handsome and sculpted he was. He looked like the protagonist who had stepped right out of a novel!
Elliot cleaned up in the big bathroom of the presidential suite before he brought the woman on the sofa
inside.
Through her barely conscious mind, she was somewhat aware that she was soaking in warm water
one second and in a soft bed the next. She was so deep in her sleep that she probably didn’t
remember covering Elliot with the contents of her stomach.
Elliot sat on the sofa and stared at the sleeping woman with predatory eyes. Even though Anastasia
was covered with a blanket, she was still seductive to no end.
Someone—that would be Aliona-was going to lose sleep tonight. Not only did she fail to seduce Elliot,
she was stupid enough to reveal her hidden side to Anastasia. It was a miscalculation on her part.
In the middle of the night, Anastasia was so thirsty that she called out to no one and nothing in
particular. “Water… I want water…”
The man on the sofa opened his eyes instantly and he strutted over to the bed. After hearing what she
wanted, he quickly brought a glass of warm water and fed it to her with her in his arms.
Anastasia refused to open her eyes throughout the entire time. After drinking the water, she suddenly
leaned into the warmth of his embrace as she wrapped her arms around his waist. She then buried her
face into his chest as she drifted off to sleep.
Seeing that, Elliot placed the glass down and caressed her long locks before he lowered his head to
kiss her on the forehead. He was reluctant to let her go.
She continued to sleep in his arms for the rest of the night until the first ray of sunlight came shining
into the room.
As Anastasia was disturbed by the brightness in her eyelids, she let out a frown before finally opening
her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a white bathrobe and she slowly looked up. She seemed to be hugging
onto someone…
She felt as if she had been electrified in that instant. She quickly pulled her hands away and exclaimed,
“Why are you here?!”
Thousands of thoughts began flying through her head then. Didn’t I come to the hotel with Felicia? Why
did I wake up with Elliot in my arms?
“Where is Felicia?” She lowered her gaze and saw that she had been changed out of her dress and
into a bathrobe. She didn’t feel like she had anything else other than the fluffy white piece of cloth. “My-
my clothes… Who changed me out of my clothes?” she stammered.
Since he had no other choice but to tell a white lie, Elliot answered, “You threw up last night. You were
changed out of your clothes by… Director Evans.”
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