Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan) novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222 

“Ellie, I will go get some fruit with him. Why don’t you stay and help take care of Dora?” 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. 

“You have only just recovered. Are you sure you can go downstairs to buy fruit?” Ellie was more concerned about Anya’s health. “I think you should stay put. Why don’t I go with Mr. Welton instead?” 

“I am almost okay.” 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, “Are you sure you are up for this?” 

“Uh huh,” 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 Evan’s 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 good–looking and adorable young boy in his arms. 

The man was as gorgeous as a celebrity. The child in his arms was equally good–looking and his mother was equally stunning. 

The patients and visitors had never seen anyone as good–looking as them in their lives. Everyone kept staring non–stop. 

They started talking about them in hushed tones. 

“Are they celebrities or something? How could anyone be so good–looking?” 

“I think so too. People come and go in the hospital all the time, but I have never seen anyone as handsome as him!” 

“Who do you think he is? I don’t recognize him. I just can’t help looking because of how handsome he is.” 

“I don’t know either.” 

“Never mind. Even if he was genuinely a celebrity, we can only look at him from the sidelines.” 

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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, “Did you hear them talking about us?” 

Anya naturally heard it. People simply felt he was good–looking 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, “Mr. Welton, I don’t know what they said.” 

“They say Nate looks a lot like me.” 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. “Aren’t there fruits in your house?” 

Anya went quiet. 

“Nope. I don’t buy them fruit. If I give them too much, they end up not eating their regular meals.” Anya paused when she realized she had said too much. She hurriedly added, “My cousin said they aren’t allowed to have too much fruit.” 

“At this age, it is perfectly fine for them to have more vitamins, so there is no reason for you to control their fruit intake,” said Evan as he carried Nathaniel over to a row of oranges and put him down and asked, “Nate, want some oranges?” 

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.