Desires Die Hard

Chapter 363

No. 2 Mansion was brightly lit.

The maid heard the doorbell ringing and opened the door. It was Anyn. The maid welcomed her warmly, “Ms. MacMillan, come on in. Mr. Welton isn’t home yet.”

Anya smiled, “I know. I will wait for him.”

“Would you like something to drink?” the maid asked while walking with her to the sofa.

Anya shook her head and replied, “I am not thirty. I won’t bother you then.”

The maid said, “I will make you some bird’s nest. Mr. Welton asked me to do that.”

Before Anya could refuse, the maid walked to the kitchen and cook for her.

Anya looked at her back and froze for a second. Actually, Anya had no appetite. She came to confront Evan.

He had promised her he wouldn’t talk with the children behind her back. However, he broke his word.

What on earth did he want?

had made love to him.

no clue what

enter his heart or know who he really was. She was just a booty

into wild flights of fancy and

on the couch biting her lips anxiously for about 20 minutes before

the door to the mansion

appeared in the doorway in a well–pressed suit.

back at him and rose to her feet. “Evan, there is something

slowly. His voice was gentle, but his

He was collected.

couldn’t tell his emotions

straight to the point because he was too

her time beating

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stared at her in silence for a while

pissed off and glared at him, balling her fists. “Didn’t we have a deal? I would sleep with you, and

they are not your children! Why do you have to