Desires Die Hard

Chapter 867 Can't Wait To Take Anya Home

After Evan hung up the phone, Cohen passed the phone to Anya. His originally calm face now changed, with a desire of possession in his eyes. "Anya, there's no need to spend your life with him. If I were you, I will divorce him!"

"He's just mad at me..." Anya lowered her head and murmured, with the phone in her hand.

"Don't be silly! Anya, he's not mad at you. He's trying to abandon you! Can't you see that?" Boldly, Cohen slipped his arm around Anya's shoulder and comforted her, "Listen! You can divorce him and leave JK Couture. Then, I will take you to Foxville."

"Sorry, Mr. Olson. My mind is all messed up now. Could you please leave me alone?" Anya couldn't promise him right now to avoid his doubt.

"Sure. I know it's hard for you to accept this. It's okay. I will stay here and accompany you all the time," Cohen said, with his hand still on Anya's shoulder.

This time, Anya didn't refuse him to make everything more convincing.

"As for the match of JK Couture, it all depends on you now, Cohen." Anya paused for a second and then, she wiped her eyes histrionically and said, "I gotta go and pack up my stuff now."

Cohen was a bit upset at Anya's words with a sense of loss. He couldn't wait to live with her. "Anya, I can go with you!"

her head slowly. "Thanks,

so. Let me help you, Anya,"

and kept silent for a moment, acting like

the match and let her

either if she went against

He was so horrible.

anger. She went back to the mansion to pack up her

a few things in the mansion, put

carrying a heavy bag, Cohen hurried to her and took the bag

said, pretending to be

house," Cohen said

I can't ... I'm still Evan's wife. He will think that I cheat on him." Anya shook her head and refused

a hurry, "That's not a big deal, Anya. Look,

to divorce you. You don't need

think about