Chapter 138
Anya’s POV:
Taking a deep breath, I calmed myself down and punched him a few times in exasperation. “Can you stop touching me?”
“If you don’t love me, will you have such a big reaction?” He asked with his eyebrows raised slightly. The playfulness in eyes intensified.
Hearing this, I was speechless with anger.
He was a tough man to handle, adapting at pursuing women who are naturally in excellent physics shape. Any woman would not be able to take it, so…
However, this didn’t mean I would give him into psychology. This was not love.
Taking a dew deep breath, I cursed, “You are sick. Don’t touch me again!”
“Why? You are my woman? Why can’t I touch you?”
“I’m not your woman!”
“If you were not my woman, I would not be so nice to you,”
“Evan, can you please stop fooling around?” My eyes instantly turned again.
“You have completely changed your attitude! Just a while ago, you were begging me with tears streaming down your face and snort running all over. As soon as you finished with me, you p

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