Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan) novel Chapter 598

Chapter 598 

After John went back. Anya stayed to be with Eudora. She had fallen asleep with the help of an expert. But would she cry again once she woke up? 

Anya felt heartbroken. She didn’t expect the whole thing to be this terrible. 

She thought Eudora was just startled. She never thought she would develop PTSD. 

But she forgot that Eudora was always timid. She was easily scared. She didn’t see Gina abuse her. She only heard from the maid that Gina lifted her and threatened to throw her away. 

She examined Eudora and didn’t find any wound. 

She didn’t pay much attention since then. 

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She regretted it. She was too heal after being terrified. Neither Evan nor she ever thought it was a big deal. 

Anya was so sorry. The more she thought about it, the more she blamed herself. She couldn’t help but weep. 

Evan chatted with John for some time outside the ward. Once he pushed in, he saw Anya crying. 

He marched over and held her in his arms at once. “Stop crying. I will never let it happen again.” 

Anya held him tight with tears full of her eyes. “Evan, I’ll never take her back again.” 

“I know.” Evan fondled her hair and said, “Granny and Dad will visit the kids in the mansion.” 

OK 

“I’ll make sure she has the best therapist. Don’t worry. Nothing’s gonna happen to our girl” Evan touched her hair again. 

Anya nodded. But she couldn’t stop crying when she thought about how Eudora puked and cried just now. 

Evan knew she must be heartbroken, so he held her and tried to comfort her. 

Then Anya was calmed down. Her phone rang. It was Stella. 

Anya let Evan go and picked up the phone. 

“Ms. MacMillan, are you done with the draft? Gina would like to see it,” Stelle said straightforward. 

Anya wasn’t in the mood for work. She apologized, “I’m sorry, M. Stein. Is it OK if I give it to you tomorrow?” 

Then Stella said coldly, “Ms. MacMillan, can you eat today’s lunch tomorrow?” 

“We had an agreement first. If you can’t hand us the draft, you have to pay the penalty. You know that, right?” Stella said. 

Anya frowned. “It’s just a draft. Why do I have to pay the penalty for an uncompleted draft?” 

“It’s the pact. You have to understand whom you are designing the dress for. It’s for our Oscar winner! You should feel 

honored!” 

It was 

an insult. 

Anya wanted to break off the contract. But she was never a quitter. So she held her anger back and said, “Ms. Stein if I have to hand my draft today, I can only hand it tonight.” 

Her daughter needed her in the daytime.