The Girl Bumped to Him Is Pregnant novel (Anastasia) novel Chapter 5

"My grandma wants me to marry you, then take care of you and your children for the rest of your life. Are you willing to marry me?" Elliot said bluntly. Although he was talking about marriage, his gaze was indifferent; it was like he was simply shouldering a responsibility.

Feeling suddenly amused, Anastasia fluffed her long hair and looked at the man opposite. "Take a good look at me. Do I look like the type who can never get married?"

She was very beautiful. In fact, it was not an overstatement to say that she was absolutely stunning.

"Miss Tillman, do you not want to marry me?" Elliot twitched the corner of his mouth and silently breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although you are powerful and handsome, I don't care for you," Anastasia replied very confidently.

Elliot's handsome face revealed a slightly startled expression. It seemed that he was not attractive at all to this woman. Oh well, that is exactly the result I wanted, anyway.

As he wished, they were not attracted to each other.

"I hope you can visit my grandmother in person, Miss Tillman." After all, only this woman could deny his grandmother's wishes because, in his heart, he was also responsible for another woman.

Anastasia pondered for a few seconds, then asked with narrowed eyes, "You really have acquired QR International Group?"

"From now on, I'll be your boss, so don't worry. I'll take care of you." Elliot expressed that even though he couldn't marry her, he would take care of her at work.

Hearing that, Anastasia blinked. "Okay, let's do that then! Goodbye, President Presgrave."

Elliot was startled again at her words. Never before had a woman disregarded him so blatantly.

Thus, Elliot got up and left. After he did, Anastasia let out a small sigh. Suddenly,

Grace knocked on the door and asked, "Anastasia, what are you talking about with President Presgrave? Does he like you very much?"

"Who said that?"

"Everyone is saying that he has been staring at you in the conference room," Grace informed Anastasia with the current juicy gossip.

When Anastasia heard that, she was annoyed. It seemed that Elliot was causing trouble for her at work. As a boss, he should be a good boss. She would just work under him, and he should not appear in front of her in the future.

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Anastasia picked up the phone and called her father.

"Hello! May I know who it is?" A familiar voice came from the other end.

Anastasia's nose burned as she called out to the other side, "Dad, it's me. I'm Anastasia." "Anastasia? You... Where have you been in the past five years? I couldn't find you."

Francis was pleasantly surprised.

Now that the father and daughter were connected, how could any hatred last? Anastasia's eyes filled with tears as she said, "Dad, I'm sorry. I have lived abroad for all these years, and now I'm back to work in the country."

"Okay, as long as you're back. When will you come home?"

"I-I'll go home in two days."

"Okay, as long as you are healthy and safe.

It's my fault. I shouldn't have driven you . n

out.

"Let's forget about the past." Anastasia comforted him. She had gone through all the hardships, and she didn't want to think about them anymore.

"Okay, come back home as soon as possible!" Francis sighed.

Anastasia hung up the phone and took a deep breath. Actually, she still didn't want to go home yet. It was good enough as long as her father was healthy and safe.

At this time, Larry knocked on the door and came over with a box in his hands. "Anastasia, I'm here to bring you something."

Anastasia looked at the box he put on the table in surprise. "What is this?"

"It was Anastasia! She had been living abroad for all these years. No wonder I had been unable to contact her," Francis said happily.

He didn't realize that his wife's expression had suddenly changed, and the resentment in her eyes grew. "Why are you still thinking about her? She embarrassed you in the past, so don't let her come back to this house."

"Naomi, I've been thinking for some time, and I feel that she's not that kind of person. There must be a misunderstanding, and anyway, it has been so many years since. Just let it pass!"

"What misunderstanding? Erica photographed her frequenting that kind of place in the middle of the night. The evidence is solid." Naomi really didn't expect Anastasia, who had been driven out, to come back now.

Did she notice our company's development and come back to compete for the family assets?

Hmph! It all belongs to my daughter. It will be over my dead body for Anastasia to get her hands on it!

Seeing that his wife was not happy, Francis said no more and went upstairs, a little tired.

Then, Naomi quickly picked up her phone and dialed her daughter's number.

"Hey! Mom."

"Erica, guess who's back?"

"Who?"

"That little b*tch Anastasia contacted your dad today. She's back."

"What? How can she even come back?"

"She must have taken a fancy to our family's assets and wants to return for a piece of the pie. With me here, she won't even get to lay a finger on it." Naomi snorted coldly, her face full of bitterness.

"I was able to drive her away five years ago, so even if she comes back, I can still drive her out again." Erica was also very confident about it.