Desires Die Hard Chapter 222
Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 222
âEllie, I will go get some fruit with him. Why donât you stay and help take care of Dora?â Anya did not want to keep talking about this. What if Nathaniel suddenly lost control and acknowledged her as his mother?
All her efforts would go to waste. She should just go and buy some fruit with him.
âYou have only just recovered. Are you sure you can go downstairs to buy fruit?â Ellie was more concerned about Anyaâs health. âI think you should stay put. Why donât I go with Mr. Welton instead?â
âI am almost okay.â Other than feeling a little weak, Anya genuinely felt a lot better.
However, the moment Ellie brought this up, Evan showed his thoughtful side and look sideways at her as he asked out of concern, âAre you sure you are up for this?â
âUh huh,â said Anya as she almost rolled her eyes at him..
Even if she was perfectly well, she had no interest in going downstairs to buy fruit with him. She had no choice but to suck it all up since he insisted.
The moment Anya finished her sentence, she picked up her coat from the side and draped it over her shoulders before heading downstairs with Evan.
Nathaniel was very well behaved when they went downstairs together.
Nathaniel immediately knew that Anya did not want him to blurt and call her his mother when she secretly looked at him; so he obediently shut his mouth as he lay prone in Evanâs arms,
Anya and Nathaniel looked at each other and completely disregarded Evan.
Evan was gorgeous, to begin with. He garnered even more attention from the nearby patients and visitors with such a goodâlooking and adorable young boy in his arms.
The man was as gorgeous as a celebrity. The child in his arms was equally goodâlooking and his mother was equally stunning.
The patients and visitors had never seen anyone as goodâlooking as them in their lives. Everyone kept staring nonâstop.
They started talking about them in hushed tones.
âAre they celebrities or something? How could anyone be so goodâlooking?â
âI think so too. People come and go in the hospital all the time, but I have never seen anyone as handsome as him!â
âWho do you think he is? I donât recognize him. I just canât help looking because of how handsome he is.â
âI donât know either.â
âNever mind. Even if he was genuinely a celebrity, we can only look at him from the sidelines.â
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Even though people quickly stopped talking about them and scattering, Evan overheard some of their conversations. He promptly pursed his lips and smiled mildly as he said, âDid you hear them talking about us?â
Anya naturally heard it. People simply felt he was goodâlooking and looked like a superstar. Did he have to get so proud?
Anya was not about to praise him for his good looks, so she said mildly, âMr. Welton, I donât know what they said.â
âThey say Nate looks a lot like me.â Evan knew she heard it but was simply pretending she did not. He could not help smiling even harder.
Anya went speechless. She did not want to talk about the children with him and fall into his trap.
Instead, she remained quiet and continued walking for some time until they finally arrived at the hospital fruit shop.
-kind him.
Anya entered first before Evan came in with Nathaniel behind him.
The moment
ment they entered the fruit shop, Nathaniel caught sight of vividly colored fruit and was so excited that he clapped.
as he smiled.
Evan could not help feeling puzzled when he saw how excited Nathaniel was and said randomly. âArenât there fruits in your house?â
Anya went quiet.
âNope. I donât buy them fruit. If I give them too much, they end up not eating their regular meals.â Anya paused when she realized she had said too much. She hurriedly added, âMy cousin said they arenât allowed to have too much fruit.â
âAt this age, it is perfectly fine for them to have more vitamins, so there is no reason for you to control their fruit intake,â said Evan as he carried Nathaniel over to a row of oranges and put him down and asked, âNate, want some oranges?â
Nathaniel naturally wanted some. He wanted oranges desperately, so he kept nodding his head.
His mother did not allow them to have fruit. Since they were only permitted to have them once a week, he was delighted to
see all these fruits.