My Ex, Please Love Me Again

Julian and Phil met at Ezra’s bar, led by the manager there to their fixed private box.

The manager should exit by convention, but this time he just stood there awkwardly. “Mr. Hughes, Mr. Henderson, Mr. Cantillo ordered us to charge Mr. Henderson for all of your expenses tonight…” The manager said carefully.

The manager trod carefully and fearfully because Ezra never charged them whenever they were here on business or for recreation, always the same.

But today somehow Ezra called specifically to tell him to charge Phil, and he was telling it adamantly.

He was nervous, doubting their relationship might reach an impasse.

But if they did break up, Julian and Phil would not be here.

The manager wished it was not what he thought at first because they were like the pillars of the economic development of Riverside City. If they were good, then everyone had their job and income.

But if not, it was ordinary people like them to bear the consequences.

He thought Phil might be annoyed, but he was wrong. “No problem.” Phil laughed it off.

There wasn’t any indication that he was unhappy.

“Tonight, it’s all on me; just tell others outside to have fun.” Phil stopped the manager as he was about to leave with a sigh of relief.

The manager was totally confused.

He didn’t know what to do. Ezra’s bar was the most popular bar in Riverside City, which meant expenses for a whole night couldn’t be inexpensive. Though he knew how wealthy Phil was, he thought he was squandering his money.

“Just do it.” Julia told him again as Phil began to open wines.

Julian also knew what Phil lacked was not money but happiness. He was doing it because he was extremely that he was going to be a father although he couldn’t tell others. That was his way express his excitement because he actually had no other way to express it.

The manager had nothing to worry about after being reassured by Julian and left the box.

“Is that really your decision?” Julian took a sip of wine Phil already poured into his glass.

“To pretend not to know about Anya’s pregnancy?”

“Just for a month, I can do with it, but only one month. I will talk straight with her after this dangerous period.” Phil said word by word.

“Personally speaking, it would be better if you go see her and your child after the delivery. That’s not late and she can’t deny it.” Julian thought Phil had better not push too hard.

Julian knew thoroughly about this whole thing about pregnancy because he also went through the experience of Emelia. If Anya was troubled by Phil too early, something bad might happen and it might create bad blood between them again.

“I can’t wait any longer.” Phil shook his head, “One month is like years for me; I’ll be out of my mind if I have wait for another month or even more.”

Phil wanted to be at her side right now, taking care of her, keeping her company and help her get through her pregnancy.

“Aren’t you out of your mind now?” Julian hummed hearing Phil describing his “insanity”.

“You stop being sane the moment you met Anya.” Calm as Julian, he remarked so.”

“Yeah, it is.” Phil made a self-mockery, holding the glass toward Julian.

He was so insane that he went out his way to pursue a lady the who were completely different from him, despite all the dissuasion from others.

“If you go see her after the first three dangerous months, will you settle in Ustistan?” Julian asked again.

“Absolutely.” Phil blurted.

“Look at us choosing woman over career. I bought a film company to approach Emelia in the Capital; Arthur went to Zoshalor with Jean; Ezra pursued Maisie hard in Gorthal. Now, it’s you.” Julian shook his head and chuckled.

“Aren’t we the kind of people loving beauty more than wealth?”

“Wrong, we’ve gained enough wealth, some loss of which during pursuing a beauty had no profound impact.” Phil held his finger and shook it.

“That makes sense.” Julian agreed with Phil this time, raising his glass to clink glasses, drinking it all.

To choose wealth or beauty, that is a question. But they didn’t miss out on their loved one.

Now, Phil planned to give up everything at home because Anya had to finish her study abroad, let alone she was pregnant. There was no way that he forced Anya to abort her study and return home.

But this time he did it for her willingly.

If he had nothing now, he still put Anya and the child above everything else, not to mention he was extremely wealthy.

“What if she still loathes you even if you go to Ustistan?” Julian raised his concern, knowing Phil was indeed in a bad situation now.

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And Lorie could not talk him up even though she was conscious now. Lorie could not speak and could not help Phil to persuade Anya.

“I know.” Phil then fell into silence, “Actually I’m betting.”

Julian was puzzled, but then Phil made another self-mockery: “I bet she had a few feelings for me, otherwise she would have an abortion, right?”

“I believe the reason why Maisie chose to give birth to their child was that she still loves him. It’s just their huge differences that ended their relationship.

“I bet she has feelings for me; it’s just she didn’t realize them.”

Phil still refused to admit it was what it was; he believed his devotion must have moved Anya.

His instinct told him Anya had feelings for him because they were kind of in harmony with each other before the divorce. They had sex, and he let go of her studying abroad.

She would not do that for him if she had no feelings for him.

“You seem confident.” Julian said. Phil said no more, lowering his head and drinking the wine again and again.