Desires Die Hard

I Won't Cross The Line Again

The island was cozy, but it was not as prosperous as cities.

Micaela was still longing for urban life, so she suppressed her jealousy, ignoring Micaela's words. She thought, "When Gracie occupied Evan, it would be me to sneer you."

After cursing Anya inside for a while, she decided to use the stirrer to deal with the eggs.

Anya was standing by Micaela and watching her deal with the eggs carefully. After Micaela finished it, Anya deliberately lifted her hand to pour the eggs onto Micaela.

Suddenly, Micaela's gaudy dress got sullied by the bowl of the egg whites.NôvelDrama.Org owns © this.

Anya's sudden action petrified Micaela and Gracie.

Micaela widened her eyes to gaze at Anya.

"She is a beautiful lady. What's wrong with her?" Micaela thought.

"Mrs. Welton, why did you pour the egg whites to me?" Micaela asked. She came back from her trance, wiping away the egg whites and suppressing her anger.

"Would you guess it?" Anya asked with a smile deliberately.

"Who I am to know her thoughts?" Micaela thought. Then she said innocently, "Mrs. Welton, I couldn't do anything if you wanted to find faults with me."

Hearing those words, Anya instantly sneered. "That's sure. I wanted to find faults with you. But you should think of why I wanted to trouble you instead of others."

Micaela got startled, and she was confused by Anya's words.

"What did she mean?" Micaela wondered.

"Mrs. Welton, please don't get angry. Did Micaela make some mistake?" Gracie couldn't help defending Micaela as she was friendly to Micaela.

Anya gazed at Gracie, saying coldly, "I'll order Edward to fire Micaela for being too gossipy and inciting others to replace me. We don't need her anymore."

Hearing those words, Gracie felt awkward, and she stared at Anya nervously with her beautiful blue eyes.

"Did you she hear something?" Gracie wondered.

And also, Micaela was in awe, thinking, I know what she wanted to trouble me.

She might have heard our talks.

Micaela knelt to apologize to Anya. "Mrs. Welton, I was joking. Please don't get me wrong. I do need the job."

Anya wouldn't believe Micaela, and she was sure that Micaela had always had that thought since Micaela had incited Gracie. So she said to Micaela coldly, "I'm sorry. But you have to leave."

Anya didn't want to repeat her words. She turned to say to another servant, who was in awe, "Will you prepare the breakfast for Evan with me?"

After a moment of surprise, she hurriedly came to help Anya.

"How overbearing Mrs. Welton is. No one would dare talk about occupying Mr. Welton," that woman thought.

Anya bypassed Micaela and walked to Gracie. "Gracie, will you help me, too?"

Gracie paused for a second, and her cheeks turned ruddier. She lowered her head, saying, "I'm sorry, Anya."

"It's nothing. You don't have to say sorry. You know Evan will always have one and only Mrs. Welton," Anya replied tenderly.

She didn't hate Gracie after having understood Gracie's past.

Anya knew Gracie was an innocent girl, and she didn't blame Gracie.

Knowing Anya had forgiven her, Gracie felt more awkward and kept her head down, saying, "I'm sorry, and I will give up my delusion."

"OK, I know it. Let's make breakfast together," Anya patted Gracie on her shoulder.

Gracie nodded and then helped Anya with breakfast. But she still felt guilty even though Anya didn't dislike her.

"I won't dare imagine occupying Evan anymore," Gracie thought.