Desires Die Hard

The commotion at work died down.

Anya was nearly done with the design of Mdm Welton’s hat.

She had decided to ignore her terrible and ridiculous suitors and, instead, redirect her attention back to work. All she wanted to do was to work hard at her job and, of course, find a way to make the MacMillans pay for what they had done to her and her mother.

Everything else could wait.

While Anya might have shoved everything else aside, her suitors still had her on their minds.

Especially Evan. He had made up his mind that he would have her and that meant she wasn’t going to escape his clutches.

Soon, it was time for lunch.

Anya decided she would head to the canteen later for lunch. Right now, she had to pump some milk.

Her breasts had swelled with milk.

She waited until everyone else in the office had left for the canteen for lunch before sneaking into the washroom with her tote bag. Then, she slipped into one of the cubicles.

She kept herself busy with other things while she pumped her milk.

Nathaniel was growing up faster than she had expected and had begun to speak his first sentences. Anya had to make sure Nathaniel and his sister got the best of everything in life.

She was adamant that they not suffer or lose out on anything.

They had no father. All they had were Anya and Ellie.

They were already missing a fatherly figure in their lives.

She couldn’t let them miss out on anything else.

Now that she was working, she couldn’t afford to spend as much time with them.

Ellie was getting older as well.

Taking care of two children must be exhausting for her.

It would be great if she could have the kids enrolled for morning classes or childcare and have someone professional look after them. That would lift a burden off Ellie’s shoulders as well.

Anya began searching online for programs that were available for toddlers.

preschool.

Courses for

The search engine listed a long list of results.

There were programs that emphasized bonding between the parent and child and those that focused on intellectual development.

Everything looked expensive. Anya inhaled sharply when she saw the figures displayed on the screen.

A typical program cost a thousand dollars a month.

That was how much she was bringing home every month right now. She wouldn’t be able to afford formula milk, diapers or anything else if she enrolled her children for one of these programs.

This was really going to eat into her paycheck.

She had spent the last year living with Ellie. They had survived on Ellie’s savings and her persion.

But she had a job now. She couldn’t live off Ellie’s pension now that she had a monthly paycheck.

That would be disgraceful.

Anya stared at the figures on her phone before sighing heavily.

She had to work harder.

only way to offe

That was the only way to afford her kids a good life.

Besides, she had no idea if she had a chance of claiming her mother’s inheritance.

She had spoken to the lawyer whom Ellie had recommended to her. The lawyer had told her that she needed time to go through the documents. It would take quite a while.

That meant that they weren’t going to file a suit in court anytime soon.

The pump sucked up the last drops of milk. Anya pulled herself out of her thoughts and poured the milk into a bag. She sealed the bag tightly, then slipped it into her tote bag. The young woman returned to the office and hid her bags of milk on the last shelf in the fridge.

After that, she headed to the canteen for lunch.

Anya returned to the office after lunch and continued working on Mdm Welton’s hat.

She was nearly done with the design. The young woman added the final touches to the draft, then pulled her phone out and called Mdm Welton. The old lady picked up almost immediately.

Hi, Mdm Welton,” Anya said politely. “The design for your hat is ready. Do you have some time today? I can deliver the draft o you right now.”

She tried to find classes or courses that allowed parents‘ participation or programs that were preparatory courses for preschool.

The search engine listed a long list of results.

There were programs that emphasized bonding between the parent and child and those that focused on intellectual development.

Everything looked expensive. Anya inhaled sharply when she saw the figures displayed on the screen.

A typical program cost a thousand dollars a month.

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That was how much she was bringing home every month right now. She wouldn’t be able to afford formula milk, diapers or anything else if she enrolled her children for one of these programs.

This was really going to eat into her paycheck.

She had spent the last year living with Ellie. They had survived on Ellie’s savings and her pension.

But she had a job now. She couldn’t live off Ellie’s pension now that she had a monthly paycheck.

That would be disgraceful.

Anya stared at the figures on her phone before sighing heavily.

She had to work harder.

That was the only way to afford her kids a good life.

Besides, she had no idea if she had a chance of claiming her mother’s inheritance.

She had spoken to the lawyer whom Ellie had recommended to her. The lawyer had told her that she needed time to go through the documents. It would take quite a while.

That meant that they weren’t going to file a suit in court anytime soon.

The pump sucked up the last drops of milk. Anya pulled herself out of her thoughts and poured the milk into a bag. She sealed the bag tightly, then slipped it into her tote bag. The young woman returned to the office and hid her bags of milk on the last shelf in the fridge.

After that, she headed to the canteen for lunch.

Anya returned to the office after lunch and continued working on Mdm Welton’s hat.

She was nearly done with the design. The young woman added the final touches to the draft, then pulled her phone out and called Mdm Welton. The old lady picked up almost immediately.

“Hi, Mdm Welton,” Anya said politely. “The design for your hat is ready. Do you have some time today? I can deliver the draft to you right now.”

She could return to the office after that.

She could use work as an excuse to leave. She knew how friendly the old lady could be.

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wanted to avoid running into Evan again. She should spend as little time with Mdm Welton as possible.

“Really? The design is ready?” Mdm Welton truly adored Anya. The sound of the young woman’s voice filled her with delight. The old lady hugged her pet dog tightly. “Why don’t you head to my place now? I’m at home right now.”

“Of course. I’m on my way right now.” Anya ended the call and began tidying her desk. After that, she told Jake where she was going and got his permission to leave the office.

She hurried downstairs. She would have to take the subway to get to Mdm Welton’s place.