Desires Die Hard

It Would Be Different If Cohen Has Never Met Anya

Raymond wanted to see her?

What was going on?

She stared at the unexpected message. She thought that she didn't have contact with him except that she once sat in on his class with Cindy.

But it was over half a year ago.

So, what did he want to do?

As she pondered his purpose, Ellie, who was holding the baby, saw her taking the phone in a daze. She thought that Anya was in trouble.

She walked over and asked with a concerned look, "Anya, why don't you eat? What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Anya snapped out from her trance. She shook her head and replied with a smile.

"That's good. Finish your meal first."

"Ok." She put down the phone and started having the bowl of congee.

After finishing it, she was still dithering over whether to make a reply or not.

She shilly-shallied for a while in the dining room and decided to ask him why he wanted to see her.

If she didn't know the reason, she couldn't go to see him.

"Professor Drake, what can I do for you?"

After a while, Raymond replied, "Yes, I have something to talk about with you, but I can't tell you about it via text."

He also felt embarrassed to say it, after all, it was thorny and embarrassing.

She hesitated for a while and texted him again. Is it important?

He replied, "Yes, it's important."

Anya thought that there was no connection between Raymond and her, so it might be because of Cindy. She couldn't figure out other reasons.

Thinking that it might be about Cindy, she didn't hesitate. "Professor Drake, see you at the coffeehouse at half-past one."

He replied soon, "Alright, Mrs. Welton. See you later."

After fixing the appointment, she put down her phone and went to see the three babies.

Time passed away fast. It was afternoon already.

Anya asked Ellie and the live-in nurse to coax the babies into sleeping and went to see Raymond.

Arriving at the appointed coffeehouse, an attendant ushered her to a quiet table inside.

Raymond was already sitting there waiting for her.

She looked at him and greeted him politely, "Hello, Professor Drake."

"Hello, Mrs. Welton. Take a seat please." He stood up gentlemanly and invited her to sit down.

Then she sat down opposite him.

"Mrs. Welton, what would you like to drink? How about an Americano?" Raymond also took a seat and asked.

"I'd like a cup of lemonade. I'm still breastfeeding and can't drink coffee," she said with a smile.

"Sorry, I forgot that," he said and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him unconsciously. He was filled with all sorts of feelings at the moment and thought that if Cohen hadn't met Anya at that time, he wouldn't have been so infatuated with her.

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They met but were not the right person for each other.

He sighed with emotion for a while and didn't want to beat about the bush. Therefore, he came straight to the point. "Mrs. Welton, I want to talk with you about Cohen today."

Anya's eyebrows twitched. It suddenly occurred to her that he knew Cohen.

It seemed that he came to talk about Cohen rather than her best friend, Cindy.

"Professor Drake, what's wrong with Mr. Olson?"

He nodded with penetrating eyes. "I know he signed a contract with JK Couture recently, but Mrs. Welton..."

Before he could finish his words, Cindy happened to come to the coffeehouse and greeted her, "Anya, why are you here?"

However, after she greeted Anya excitedly, she noticed the man sitting opposite Anya.

Her smile froze in an instant.

When she came in just now, she didn't notice him and only saw Anya sitting there, so she quickly walked over to greet her. She found that Raymond was also there.