201 Chapter 201: Was he a hindrance?

Daniella's heart raced as she stopped in front of Evan who was standing by her apartment door with two luggage next to him. She bit her lips but it still stretched to smile. 

"Babe!" a faint giggle full of relief left her cracked lips. She missed him, his face, his scent and the serious expression he always had. 

She moved one step closer to him, the distance was close enough for her to smell the scent she has been missing for days. 

Her brows creased. The smell of alcohol was lingering around him. She raised her chin to meet his eyes, and there she found out how deeply he was staring at her. 

Her lips curled up in a lopsided grin, both hands lifted to touch his chest but before they could even reach him he took a step back putting more distance between them. 

Her confusion went deeper as she stared at his eyes. Ugh! How she wished she could read him now. 

"What's wrong?" her voice was full of fear, something was wrong and her heart could feel it. 

"I am breaking up with you." 

Evan's words fell out of his mouth casually, like saying hi to a stranger, his face showed no emotion. 

Daniella felt her inside tearing up, the blood drained from her face. 

Her cracked lips let out a laugh while his face remained serious. 

"Is this a prank?" she asked. 

Evan kept his eyes steady, he didn't blink and just stared at her face as the pain slowly turned into tears. 

"No Daniella, it's over. I am breaking up with you." 

Each word he spoke was like a knife stabbing her brain. She found it hard to continue to breathe or even comprehend what he was saying. 

Daniella stayed rooted to the spot, her features buckled up just slightly before she spoke, "why?" 

Evan broke his gaze and turned his sight to the wall. The white wall was just as paled as Daniella's face. 

Then he turned to her, face set like an adversary, muscles tensed, eyes cold just like the gaze he gave the time they met at the rooftop. 

"It's a mistake," his voice sounded so lazy as if he didn't want to speak, "I shouldn't have stopped you from killing him." 

Baffled with his words, Daniella lifted a hand to reach for his arm but he moved his arms aside refusing to accept her touch. 

No! It can't be. Her heart gripped as she watched her hand dropped on the side. She broke a little more inside, now she felt her heart being shattered into tiny pieces. The pain throbbing her heart made her want to puke. 

He was looking at her like she was a stranger in the hallway. The feelings she once saw in his eyes every time he looked at her was now gone. 

All the love she has for him turned into pain. The thought of the tomorrow without him was driving her crazy. 

Was it because of the secret she kept from him? How would he know about it? 

"What makes you say that?" she struggled to set her tone straight. The pain was visible on her face and she knew that Evan could see it but why his face didn't show any remorse that she was in pain because of his words? 

How could a man who was always looking at her so gently and fondly suddenly turned into a cold stranger? 

"I am a hindrance to your revenge. You need to continue Daniella, your family needs justice and only you can do it." 

Daniella shook her head to disagree. He was never a hindrance to her life. He gave her love which she more than deserved, he made her think of her future. That it was possible for her to have a normal life and now, standing in front of him with his cold eyes unemotionally and unblinkingly staring at her, she felt watching her future disappear. 

The desire to flee the conversation was written on his face.  

"Please don't do this!" 

Her voice was broken and so as her heart. She had never beg for someone to stay, let alone a man. But she was willing to make all the excuses in the world to make him stay.  

For a moment, a pang of pain swept across Evan's eyes. He moved closer and cupped her cheeks with his palms. He just couldn't take the pain, she was hurting and so was he. 

He bumped his forehead with her, both of his hands were now on her cheeks. 

"It's going to be painful Daniella but I will wait." 

His warm skin against her made her eyes shut. She held his hand on her cheek but it dropped when Evan took a step back. 

She was trying to understand the word he was saying but she can't. He loves her, she could now see the pain in his face. If he was hurting just as much as her why would he go? 

He turned to go, hands in his pockets and shoulder sunken. 

She blinked repeatedly and as she did tears fell from her eyes constantly. Her cheeks were wet from her tears, sweat on her forehead and neck made her look like she ran a marathon. 

Before she realized what she was doing, she was standing in his way. Their gazes locked enabling her to see the pain mirrored in his eyes. 

"Please stay." 

She pleaded for him to stay. Not caring how desperate she looked like. 

"Please, don't leave me!" 

She gripped his arm tightly. Not giving him a chance to leave. 

"Daniella, don't do this. You need to continue with the life you had before you met me." 

"Why don't you understand that I don't care about it Evan!" this time she yelled those words loudly, it roared around the hallway causing some employees to look at their way. 

Evan sighed, he pulled his arm from her grip and walked out to leave. It pained him but he believed it's for the better. 

As he took a turn to left, a punch suddenly landed on his face. 

He fell to the ground and tasted the salty blood on the corner of his lips. 

Before he could raise his chin to look at the person that punched \ him a huge body squatted next to him and pulled his collar. 

With creased brows, he stared at Ken who was angrily glaring at him. 

He smirked, he realized that his action proven that he witnessed everything. 

"You're an asshole, Evan." 

And once again, another punch landed on Evan's cheek. 

Ken got up, with a clenched fist full of blood, he walked out of the building. 

He didn't want to see Evan and more so Daniella. As he walked out of the building there was one thing he realized. 

That woman, she didn't only change his attitude, she completely changed his view with everything. 

He went straight to his car, sat on the backseat quietly. 

"Should we leave boss?" his driver asked. 

Ken shook his head and remained quiet sitting at the backseat of his car. 

Soon, he saw Evan leaving the building. Then he stopped to say something to an old man standing by the parked car on the other side of the street. 

He furrowed his brows. He seemed to recognize the man. 

"Do you recognize him?" Ken asked the driver pointing at the man Evan was currently speaking with. 

The driver followed his finger and narrowed his eyes to take a good look at the old man. Then he stretched a hand towards the compartment and took out a binocular. 

"I have never seen him in person but I think he was one of the scientists that worked with your father before. I remember him in the company legacy album." 

Ken gulped hard, his confusion went deeper, wondering why Evan was talking to someone who was once part of his company. 

"Call, Magda," he ordered his driver to call his secretary. The only woman who stayed in the company after his father died. 

The speaker of the car rang, soon the old woman voice spoke in an exhausting but polite tone. 

"Yes, Mr. Chu?" 

"There was a photo in my father's office before. Who was the man in there?" 

Magda became silent, soon she let out a sigh and spoke, "you mean Glen's father" 

Irritation rushed over Ken's mind. How could his secretary think that he didn't know how Glen's father looked like? 

"Where is your brain old woman? Think again!" he yelled in anger. Suddenly he found someone he can vent his anger with. 

A shaky sigh sounded from the speaker, "if it's not Glen's father it must be Arthur Schmidt." 

When that name rang, Ken's eyes narrowed. He vaguely remembered him but he knew that his father once had an outstanding neurologist working for him. 

"What do you know about him?" 

"Nothing much but I know that he left the company after his wife had an affair with your father." 

It was too late, Magda realized that her mouth went overboard again and mentioned the name she shouldn't have said. 

But Ken somehow didn't mind the word she just said. In the past, he would get angry and shout at her but right now his mind was too focus on something else. 

"That woman, what was her name again?" 

Magda was unsure whether to answer him or not. She swallowed hard repeatedly, praying that the line will disconnect so she could fly out of the country and come back after some months. 

"I don't like to repeat myself, Magda!"