My Ex, Please Love Me Again

“Anya was right though.” Ezra drove and snickered.

And Phil just got mad and shouted, “Dang it. I was fond of her instead of her age, wasn’t I?”

“As long as it is she, I would love her, even though she were 80.”

“Anyway, you should be responsible for my marriage. I wouldn’t have gotten into trouble but for your nonsense.”

Phil was quite in a bad mood. He had felt like a bone in the throat that Anya never confided in him. And now, she was divorcing him, saying that he just liked young girls. He nearly went ballistic.

Ezra replied rudely, “My marriage is still a real mess. And you want me to be responsible for yours? Fuck me.”

Phil derided himself, “Does it mean we’re fellow sufferers?”

Ezra had a child but no substantial married life, while Phil was the other way around. Meanwhile, both their women had not completely loved them. They were in the same boat, weren’t they?

Among the four of them, the happiest people should be Julian and Arthur who had already had both wives and children. When could they make it?

After Maisie returned to her office, she gave David a call. On one hand, she intended to ask about the situation of their family; on the other hand, she wanted to tell him that she failed to have lunch with Steven.

However, David didn’t answer it for quite a while.

Maisie got worried of a sudden. David should have arrived home. And generally, he would answer the phone because someone might consult him about work even if he had asked for a leave. It is basically that Maisie and he just turned on their phones daylong.

When Maisie was still concerned, David called her back.

Maisie picked up the phone and asked, “Why did you not answer the phone?”

“I just…fainted for a while,” explained David whose voice sounded weak and tired.

“What happened?” Maisie got shocked, “Why did you faint?”

David was always as fit as a fiddle and attached importance to exercise in daily life. What’s more, they had health check-ups every year. How could he faint suddenly?

But in the next moment, Maisie knew it. She asked in a shocked and angry tone, “Was it because of mom?”

“Yeah…” said David, without another word.

He didn’t want to recall the harsh words his mother just said, unwilling to make Maisie get angry.

He hurried to the hospital without a stop, and his mother had hardly gotten out of her bed when she saw him, uttering cries of anguish.

She said David was conscienceless to give her up and called Maisie a brute who got her into police custody.

It drew a crowd of people’s attention, including the patients and their families in the ward, even in other wards.

People in a small town like gossiping. As his mother made such a scene, everybody began whispering about it. Worse still, some of them even pointed fingers at him.

In his fury and indignation, David finally passed out. He was annoyed with the ignorance of his mother who scolded her children like that, not only making him publicly disgraced but also airing their dirty laundry outsides.

She schemed all her life and ended up bringing shame on her family.

Maisie knew that David fell unconscious due to their mother. As she imagined that scene, she couldn’t help but feel bad for him to death.

And David knew she must feel terrible and then said hastily, “Perhaps it was because I didn’t have breakfast today. Don’t worry. I’m much better now.”

Maisie choked with sobs, “When are you coming back?”

“Soon,” David didn’t beat around the bush at all, “I will come back after I make it clear to her.”

“OK,” Maisie warned, “Take care of yourself.”

After ending the call, Maisie still felt sad and shed tears. Some parents are in harmony with their children; while some hurt each other due to the possible debt in a previous life.

Maisie invited Ezra to dinner, and she would cook.

However, she remained influenced by David and her family. When she prepared the dinner, she accidentally cut her finger. Bleeding.

Ezra looked after their son and Daisy helped Maisie in the kitchen.

As Daisy saw Maisie’s bleeding fingers, she rushed out to look for Band-Aid at once.

Taking notice of her anxious look, Ezra frowned and asked immediately, “What’s wrong?”

“Maisie cut herself.” After saying that, Daisy hastened to find the medical kit.

He dashed into the kitchen and saw that Maisie’s pale forefinger was covered in blood. She was rather calm though, staring at her hand with a poker face.

But Ezra could not keep calm. The blood almost knocked him out.

He never realized that he couldn’t stand the sight of blood. Perhaps it was because he cared so much about the woman who got hurt.

Even though his arm got stabbed by Diana and bled much more than Maisie, he didn’t blink his eyes. But now, he just felt a bit giddy.

Just in time, Daisy brought the PVP-I and Band-Aid. Ezra took over them and said, “Look after Ezio. I will bind up for her.”

After handing over the stuff to him, Daisy turned and went out. And Ezra hurried to disinfect Maisie’s finger. Both his hand and voice were trembling, “Does it hurt?”

“That’s OK.” Maisie got used to it because she began doing all sorts of a chore as a child. It was normal for her to cut herself as she cooked, thus she just treated it trivially.

Her calmness made Ezra feel so bad. He knew she had definitely experienced this so many times, thereby being insensitive.

As he finished disinfection, Ezra thought that the wound was deep and then gave a suggestion, “Let’s go to the hospital for a tetanus shot.”

“That’s fine.” Maisie thought it was exaggerated to go to the hospital. A piece of Band-Aid was enough.

Ezra held on to her wrist and insisted, “Nope. Let’s go.”

Maisie failed to say anything.

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Maisie didn’t know what to say, “Dear, I am cooking.”

“Leave it alone.” Ezra was a man of his word. After putting his coat over his arm and wrapping Maisie in her coat, he told Daisy, “We are going to the hospital. I will have somebody bring the dinner here.” And then he took Maisie out.

It was chill on a winter night. The wave of cold surged through them.

Maisie bundled herself up in the coat and said to Ezra, “Put on your coat.”

Their conversation was simple and common. Even Maisie had no idea why she suddenly got along well with Ezra.