Desires Die Hard

Chapter 773
Hearing what Ansley said, Evan cast an inquiring look at the contract in her hand and the seal on it proved that it was the contract he had missed. But he couldn't believe that Jase would forget it.
Jase was an experienced senior associate and wouldn't have made such a stupid mistake.
Evan became suspicious, but it was a lucky thing that he could get the contract back. He thanked Ansley and said, "Okay, give it back to me."
Ansley obeyed and handed the contract to him. "Goodbye, Mr. Welton."
Right now, she turned around and twisted her ankle deliberately.
Her high heels collided with the floor and made a squealing noise.
Then she fell heavily to the ground.
The pain almost killed her and she gave an involuntary shudder.
She paid a huge price to stay with Evan.
The previous cut wound soon healed over.
But it would take a much longer time to recover from the twist she inflicted
upon
herself.
She had to endure this killing pain.
Or all her sufferings, including the wounds on her wrist, would go to waste.
Thinking of this, Ansley made a show of raising herself, but just couldn't do it and had to appeal for Evan's help. "Mr. Welton, I'm so sorry, but the pain kills me. Wait for a minute and then I can stand up on my own."
Tears also streamed down her face.
"Did you hurt your ankle?" Evan caught sight of her swollen ankle and it seemed that she told the
truth.
He knitted his brows again. Although reluctant to touch other women, Evan had to help Ansley up
to her feet.
"I'm sorry." Ansley apologized and the pain in her ankle was much relieved instantly.
She stared into the eyes of Evan, enraptured.
"You didn't mean to hurt yourself." He looked at her ankle and offered to help. "Please come in. I have ice here."
"Thank you, Mr. Welton." Ansley nodded and limped off behind Evan into the presidential suite.
"You can take a rest on the couch." Evan gestured at a place beside the window and walked to the kitchen.
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Ansley sat down on the couch, casting a wistful glance at the handsome man who bent to take the ice out of the fridge.
Evan was dressed in a business suit today, wearing a white shirt and black pants.
His collar hung open and his tie was pulled loose, which however didn't harm his dignified manner.
On the contrary, he looked even more charming.
Drooling over his good look, Ansley felt a sudden thud in her heartbeat.
She couldn't bear that this perfect man belonged to Anya, not her.
Thinking of this, Ansley smashed the capsule perfume and the scent exuded by
the perfume gradually reached every corner of the suite.
Evan took a block of ice from the fridge and wrapped it up in a clean towel. He gave it to Ansley, "The ice can reduce the swelling."
Apparently, he wouldn't treat her ankle himself.
Ansley was disappointed but accepted it anyway. This man was really inconsiderate.
It didn't matter. He would soon throw himself at her feet.