Anya’s POV:
“Mr. Carter, you are a busy man.” I sneered.
“It’s just an acquaintance inviting me to a birthday party. You know that I have never attended these parties.”
I put on a straight and expressionless face!
“It’s almost Christmas Eve! Are you planning to let the children spend Christmas overseas by themselves?”
He was stunned
“I know you miss the children. I bring them back when you feel better!”
“How can I recuperate in such a situation? You know very well that the children are my life! Why are you so cruel! Why did you take the children away from me?” I couldn’t help but cry again.
“Don’t cry! Don’t be so agitated!”
“Evan, I hate you. I really hate you!”
He hugged her and gently stroked my hair to calm me down. “I know you hate me! Anya I have told you before. You can stay with me in a piece! I have been good to you. Why do you have to torture yourself? Why can’t you get over the resentment of the past? I have told you. There was a mistake between us. Why don’t you believe me?