Anya’s POV:Emily opened the door, and Kester walked in, carrying several packages in his hands.“Anya, I have brought you some breakfast and some daily necessities…”Before he could finish his sentence, his eyes fell on Evan, and he paused.“What is he doing here?”“Kester don’t get me wrong! I don’t know what was wrong with him last night. He came all the way here.”Hearing that, Evan tightened his grip on my hand and looked at Kester tauntingly.“Anya and I are married. We don’t need someone else to tell us what to do.” he said.I struggled a little. “Evan, we are divorced already!”“We can still marry, can’t we?”“You are nuts. Let go of me!”Kester asked, frowning, “Anya, what is he doing here?”From the looks of his face, I knew he had figured out that Evan had spent the night here.Evan sneered, “Why can’t I be here?”“Kester, I will explain it to you later! Evan, you have to go! If you don’t, I will call the police!”Evan gulped and looked grimly at me. “Anya, I am going to as
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