There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

"It's late at night but she's not here yet. Why not call her again to see what is going on?" said Phil. He wasn't annoyed or
impatient.
Phil wasn't gonna leave. Anya saw it and just had to take out her phone and call Maisie. She hoped Maisie could fix her car soon
and come pick her up. Otherwise, she had no way to back down.
Meanwhile, Anya was confused. They said Phil was on the business trip with Ezra, but how come he just showed up at the
airport now?
And, she wondered it was only a coincidence or he came here to pick her up deliberately.
If he did it on purpose, why did he do that then?
As a dashing dreamboat, he must be surrounded by tons of women. Why did he have to keep on at her? And, she was so mean
to him.
Anya thought a lot while she was dialing Maisie's number. Thankfully, Maisie picked up the phone very soon but she apologized,
"I'm so sorry, Anya. My car is still under repair. I know you are in a hurry to see your mother. Or could you hail a taxi?"
Maisie was extremely anxious. There was a small problem with her car at first. But a drunker crashed into her car when she
stopped by the road and checked it. As a result, she was still stuck in the mess now.
Clearly, the man drove under the influence and hit her car. She didn't want to go deep into it or make him be responsible for the
accident. However, the drunker insisted calling the police. Bravo! He was like putting himself into jail personally. Drunk driving
was a crime and he must be sentenced by law.
Maisie couldn't leave because of it. She didn't tell Anya about it on the phone in case Anya got worried.
Anya heard Maisie's words and turned her back on Phil to take a deep breath, then she said, "OK. Take care of the car first. I...I
will go back in Phil's car. He said he could give me a ride."
Anya didn't believe a word that Phil said. After she heard what happened to Maisie, she could be sure that Phil had set them up.
Not only her but also Maisie and Ezra had been fooled by him.
"What? Phil's car?" Maisie was stunned on the other end of the phone, "Is...is he..."

Maisie was too stunned to speak a word. Ezra texted her on his phone that he had made Phil as drunk as a fiddler and he was
sleeping. How come Phil was at the airport now? And he happened to run into Anya?
Anya held back the anger surging inside, "Probably, we've been fooled by him."
She really wanted to tear him into pieces at the moment. She would really run over to scratch his face if she wasn't pregnant.
After all, she had done it before.
Phil bullied her in different ways when they just started the relationship. Sometimes, she was so mad that she couldn't help to hit
him. But she couldn't do much with him since she was weak.
She couldn't do anything more than scratching his face and neck. But she didn't feel like doing it again since he never covered
the scratches, and people knew his wife was a shrew.
She was freaked out. She couldn't compete with Phil on playing little dirty tricks. It was no exception this time. All of them had
been fooled around by him.
Maisie was enlightened now but she was a bit confused at the same time, "What happened to Ezra? He has texted me with his
phone and told me he had made Phil drunk."
"Well, maybe Ezra has got drunk. Then Phil decoded his phone and texted you in Ezra's name. " guessed Anya.
Maisie found it funny and annoying, "What's the point of all these? Beating about the bushes? Does he think it's funny? Well, he
could have told Ezra directly that he didn't want to go on the business trip with him and he wanted to see you."
He was better than an agent.
Maisie also figured it out in a second. Her car just broke down for no reason and got crashed into by the drunker. She believed it
was Phil's plan, too. He did it to get her stuck on the way so that she couldn't go pick Anya up on time.
"He is out of his mind. Just ignore him!" said Anya, gnashing.
Any normal guy wouldn't have done such things. He was really crazy.
He was getting crazier and crazier.
Anya had just finished cursing him and heard his deep voice, "Oh, you are really mean on cursing me."

It was Phil's voice. Anya didn't know since when he had got out of the car and come over to her.
Anya turned her back on him to avoid seeing him and stop him from doing lip-reading. Unexpectedly, he simply got off the car.
Anya was a bit embarrassed but she just didn't care any about it. What the hell! He had set them up like that. Why should she be
nice to him now?
She said good bye to Maisie on the phone first, "I'll leave you to it now, Maisie. Don't worry about me."
Maisie had also heard Phil's voice and knew they might have to face up to each other. Then she didn't say anything more and
just hung up.
She wasn't worried about Anya's safety since Phil would take her home. Phil didn't speak nicely but he must give top priority to
Anya's safety.
Anya put the phone away and smiled coldly at the man in front of her. They hadn't met for a few months and he had become
more haggard and slenderer, which made his facial features look deeper and gloomier.
"The divorce can't have made him crazy, right?" thought Anya.
But sh still raised her pretty face and picked on him, "You've been acting like a sly dog. You've been playing dirty tricks. I just
cursed you. So what?"
She put it bluntly, hoping to piss him off.
But Phil just smiled and said idly, "Did you see it with your own eyes?"
Anya got mad and snorted, "Come off it. You know it pretty well in heart. God is watching!"
Phil didn't say anything but just stared at her deeply.
Feeling hair standing on end, Anya was about to say something, but Phil just came closer to her and whispered like a fool,
"Indeed, God is watching."
God was with him. God had witnessed how he had loved and fascinated with her in the past few years, so he had won the
support of her mother.

Anya could smell the strong alcohol on him as he came closer. Obviously, he had drunk a lot. It was true that Ezra said he was
gonna make him drunk. They did drink a lot but Ezra turned out to be the drunk one in the end.
Anya had morning sickness quite often recently. She felt sick to her stomach when she suddenly smelled the strong alcohol. But
she couldn't show it and had to hold it back.
"Did you say you could offer me a ride? Let's go." said Anya. She choked back the sickness in the stomach and turned around to
get in the car naturally.
In fact, Phil didn't expect that. He glanced at her slenderer figure and indicated the driver to help put her suitcase in the trunk.