Desires Die Hard (Anya and Evan) by Beryl Occam
Chatper 883

Chapter 883 I'll Destroy Everything You Care About

Evan glanced at Raymond with an indifferent look. "Professor Drake, I'll spare his life for your sake. But Cohen needs to pay for what he has done." As a father, Evan couldn't forgive Cohen, who intended to run over Eudora.

Raymond's eyes were filled with worry and pity. But he thought Evan was right.

Cohen was way out of line.

And Cohen needed to pay for his sins.

Racked with mixed feelings, Raymond could do nothing but stand there watching.

Evan headed towards the overturned car. Cohen was being dragged out of the car, so did Evan's bodyguard, who hit Cohen with a car a few moments ago.

Injured, Cohen was just left there without any treatment.

Evan walked over and looked down at Cohen. "You have a good friend, Cohen. Raymond doesn't give up on you even though you're a jerk. You owe him a lot."

Cohen knew this better than anyone.

And Cohen appreciated everything Raymond had done for him.

Raymond was too good for him.

Cohen stared at the overcast sky with his bloodshot eyes. His face twisted with desperation.

Cohen wanted to die.

"Evan, you've got everything. Even Anya chose you. But look at me. I lost everything." Cohen slowly closed his eyes.

"Why do you steal Anya from me? She's supposed to be mine."

Frowned, Evan snorted, "You're too much of a coward to take the blame yourself. Paula treats you like you're her child. But you fail her, and even want to hurt her. What's worse, you kidnapped my daughter.

"You're a monster."

Cohen mocked in his heart, "Am I a monster?"

Cohen wore a creepy smile on his bloody face. Then he answered, "I'm not gonna deny that.

"You know what? This isn't over. I'll track Eudora down as long as I breathe.

"You can't protect her forever."

Cohen laughed in his madness.

A fit of anger crossed Evan's face. He stomped on Cohen's hand. He knew hands meant a lot to a designer.

Very soon, Cohen's hand got red bruises.

Evan hoped that it would teach Cohen a lesson.

But Cohen was still laughing. "That's it, Evan! My right hand is yours now. Take it! It's fair enough if I take what you care about from you since you took mine. Don't you think so?

"I'll destroy everything you care about. You'll see."

What a raving lunatic Cohen was.

Evan was overwhelmed by killing intent.

But he had to get a grip on his rage. What were Anya and Eudora going to do if Evan went to jail for murder? Therefore, Evan stomped even harder on Cohen's hand instead.

With a crackling sound, Cohen's hand was broken.

It must hurt like hell. But Cohen still wore a singularly mirthless smile. "Evan, kill me. Otherwise, I'll go after Eudora for the rest of my life. You don't want to put her in any danger, do you?"

Evan couldn't help to beat the shit out of Cohen.

But Evan didn't.

He couldn't risk his life for Cohen.

Evan's mind told him to stop.

Evan tried hard to calm down and let his bodyguards shut Cohen up with their fists.

However, Cohen suddenly said, "Evan, I want to tell you something. It's about Eudora."