Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam

Chapter 32 

Anya withdrew her gaze as she whispered to Jake who was applying some medicine on himself, “Mr. Hanson, I’m done. Let’s head back to our office?” 

This was what Jake had in mind as well. However, he wanted to talk to Evan about some work related projects before leaving. 

Jake screwed the medicine bottle shut before helping Anya off the little bed. It seemed that the duo once again unintentionally touched each 

other. 

After Evan, who was sitting close to them, noticed that, a resentful glint flashed across his eyes. It seemed that after the woman had previously manipulated him, she was ready to switch targets now? 

Evan spoke in a carefree tone, “You’re quite caring towards your staff, aren’t you, Mr. Hanson?” However, Evan realized that the comment he made sounded quite off. 

It sounded as if he was jealous? 

Him being jealous? That would be ridiculous! How could he be jealous when he absolutely had zero feelings towards such a manipulative woman anyway, right? Evan immediately purged that thought from his mind and continued to tend his injuries. 

However, it seemed that Jake was oblivious about the conflict between Anya and Evan, which made him assume that Evan was praising him, so he immediately said, “Oh Mr. Welton, it’s my duty to care about my staff members.” 

changes about the work schedule we sent yesterday. It will no doubt be up to your liking.” 

“Mr. Welton…I’ve already made 

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d very disinterested in discussing about the dumb work project. 

Evan gave the duo a cold glare before replying with a soft grunt. He seemed very 

To Evan, Jake was a man with ulterior motives. He could already tell when he bought their company over. The only thing was, he lacked any skills to match his wild ambitions. There was a high chance that the project would be a complete waste of time. 

After hearing such a cold reply from Evan, Anya’s heart thumped when she instinctively glanced at Evan’s menacingly sharp glare. She wondered why was the man staring at her. 

Could he possibly think that I’m intentionally trying to get close to him again? 

Anya would truly be speechless if that was exactly what Evan was thinking. 

In order to prevent more misunderstandings, Anya rushed out as she said, “T’ll be heading upstairs to prepare the documents for the meeting 

first, Mr. Hanson.” 

However, 

Jake actua 

actually wanted to head upstairs with her, so he stopped her from leaving as he said, “Please hold on a second, Ms. MacMillan, You should stay and listen to Mr. Welton’s advice too. It’ll be very helpful to your work.” 

It seemed that Jake was buttering up to Evan in a very casual manner. However, Evan seemed completely uninterested in him. 

Evan simply closed his eyes and replied in a cold tone. “I need to be alone for a moment, Mr. Hanson.” 

It was only after Evan said that did Jake realized that he was being too pushy as he immediately apologized while lowering his head, “I’m terribly sorry Mr. Welton. We’ll leave you alone now,” 

Anya let out a sigh of relief as she listened. She could finally return to her office. 

After both Anya and Jake left, Evan could not help but ask while the female doctors were treating him, “What’s wrong with Ms. MacMillan 

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anyway?” 

“Oh…Ms. MacMillan…well, she’s fine, it’s nothing more than a simple scratch anyway. Don’t worry.” The middle–aged female doctor replied respectfully. 

Evan nodded his head. However, he realized that he was behaving oddly earlier. 

Why do I still care about what happened to that woman anyway? 

Evan immediately rubbed his eyelids as he dismissed every thought about Anya out from his mind while he waited for the nurses to continue treating his wounds. 

After ten minutes, Evan’s forehead was done being treated. Evan stood up and strode out of the clinic with his assistant. 

His assistant, Hayden was following closely beside him as he took a glance at the blood stains on his boss‘ white shirt, he whispered, “Mr. Welton, Ill get you some clean clothes.” 

Evan did not look back as he simply replied with a soft grunt while he continued to walk outside. 

However, just as he was about to arrive at the elevator, his phone started ringing from his pocket. It was from Mdm. Welton.