Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chapter 850

Chapter 850 Give Me More Credits

In the Welton Mansion.

After Anya and Evan went back to the Welton Mansion, Evan went to the study to deal with the business affairs while waiting for being summoned by the police. Anya was playing downstairs with the kids.

However, she was absent-minded, as she was worried about Evan. When Nathaniel handed her a block and asked her to build the blocks with him, she had no response.

Ellie saw that and nudged Anya to drag her back to reality. Anya immediately built the blocks with Nathaniel and Eudora with a smile after she came back to her senses.

"What's the matter, Anya? Why are you so anxious and preoccupied?" Ellie asked with concern as she saw Anya have a glum face.

"I'm okay," Anya replied. She couldn't tell things about Evan to Ellie.

Evan wouldn't do any help but be worried if she knew.

So, Anya decided not to tell her.

"Okay. But you look shaky," Ellie said as she gently patted Anya's shoulder. "I know taking care of Sherry is tiring. Do you need some rest?

"Don't worry. I'll play with the kids."

"It's okay, Ellie. I haven't played with them for a couple of days. I'll rest later," Anya said with a smile.

Ellie had to agree. "Okay."

Anya continued building the blocks with the kids. Half an hour later, she went upstairs to check Evan.

Evan was still busy in the study.

Anya glanced at him at the door before she went downstairs. She went to the kitchen to prepare coffee for him.

The coffee was ready. Anya poured it into a cup and send it to Evan.

When Anya got to the study, she saw Evan burying his head in a pile of documents. She walked over and put down the cup next to his laptop. Stretching out her arms, Anya hugged Evan from behind. "How about some coffee, honey?" Anya said.

Evan turned around to look up at her. Smiling, he said, "Did you cook it?"

Anya nodded. "Yes. It's especially for you.

"It's hot, so be careful when you drink it."

"Okay." Evan put down the document in his hand and took the coffee. He put it to his mouth and blew it before he took a sip. "It tastes good," he said.

"A cup every day?" Anya said while holding him into her arms.

Evan put the cup down and carried Anya onto his lap. "Are you worried about me?"

Anya didn't deny it. She put her hands onto his shoulders, looked down, and said with grief, "I can't stop worrying about you although you told me not to. I don't know what has happened to you. You just told me that Paula and the police will investigate you.

"I'm so worried."

Evan felt warm as he saw Anya so concerned about him. He lightly pinched her nose tip, saying, "Don't worry. If something had happened to me, I wouldn't have been able to deal with the company affairs so calmly.

"Besides, give me more credits. I won't be scared by such small things!" Evan couldn't help laughing.

Does she think I'm just an ordinary man?

Without real skills?

It's not a big deal but she's so worried about me.

I wasn't scared when I went on an adventure in Fenteon.

It's much easier to deal with Paula than the adventure in Fenteon.

I don't need to fear anything.

But there's one thing I should be careful of. Cohen would deliberately put me to trouble.

"Don't laugh. I won't be worried if you tell me everything," Anya said. She pretended to be angry and gently beat him. "You're our backbone, the father of three babies. I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Not three babies," Evan said with a deep look. He wasn't angry when Anya beat him. On the contrary, he felt more affection.

"Isn't it?" Anya didn't understand, as they only had three kids.

Was there another kid?

"Of course not. There're four babies in our family," Evan said softly.

"Oh?" Anya frowned and looked at Evan with doubts.

"You silly." Evan couldn't help it. He leaned over to kiss her on the lips.

"My wife is silly but adorable," Evan thought.

"You're the fourth baby," Evan said with a smile.

Anya then knew what Evan meant. She suddenly flushed, and her eyes sparkled. Evan made her feel touched again.

"You tricked me," Anya said in a coy tone. "You're bad."

"How?"

"Here," Anya said as she pointed at Evan's lips.

Evan laughed. He pulled her hand on his cock and said, "It should be here."

It was a gentle touch.

Suddenly, Anya flushed red with shyness. "You want it again."

"Don't you like it?" Evan smiled with affection. He kissed her lips and said, "Don't worry about me, sweetie. I'm serious. We've been through so much in Fenteon. Trust me. I will be fine.

Besides, we're in a society ruled by law. No one would be able to force me to admit the guilt for nothing I didn't do."

Anya nodded. "You're right."

"Kiss me, babe," Evan said in a hoarse voice as he held her waist tightly.