There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Anya had a good sleep at the hotel, feeling a lot better waking up. She then rushed to the hospital after breakfast.
"Mom, I'm sorry." Anya apologized as she enter the ward seeing Lorie's better condition.
"I was so impulsive yesterday."
Anya took the towel from a care worker, wiping her hands gently. She took care of her mom all by herself as long as he could it.
Though Lorie couldn't speak, her smile was the proof she loved Anya and had forgiven her.
Lorie didn't blame Anya in the first place; she was simply tried pretty hard to clear the air between Phil and Anya, only to end up
passing out herself, which also terrified Anya.
Lorie also thought to herself that she should not push it too hard.
There was no use for her to be anxious -- she didn't know the reason about car accident; all she could possibly do was to
cooperate with the rehab for her to get better.
What might happen during her rehab was up to the God.
Anya could see from her mom's eye that she was no longer angry and became happier.
"Maisie told me you didn't hate Phil?" She asked, remembering what Maisie told her.
Anya stared at her mom because her attitude toward Phil meant a lot to her. Then she saw Lorie nodded subtly.
Anya didn't expect that. She really didn't what to say, but she did know she couldn't get her angry again. "I don't know why you
are being so tolerant to him, but I respect that." She laughed.
Anya's consideration made Lorie heave a sigh; she knew her daughter wouldn't get her concerned.
Knowing her mom's attitude toward Phil, Anya made no mention of Phil anymore; she just talked about things between them two
by her side.
Anya talked in a relaxing and delightful vibe with Lorie, mostly about her life abroad and occasionally the kindness Maisie and
others showed to her.

She stayed for two days this time, and spent most time accompanying her mom at the hospital except a meal with Maisie and
others.
Lorie's partial recovery was like the light at the end of the tunnel of her life. Anya was grateful and valued every moment with her
mom.
She knew how it felt to lose, so she knew how difficult to regain.
Anya organized that meal with Maisie and other friends. She treated them to thank them for their care and visiting Lorie during
the days when she was abroad.
"I want you to warn Phil not to trouble Anya." Maisie warned Ezra before going have that meal.
Anya stayed at the hospital these days without going back to the hotel. She slept on the sofa, keeping Lorie company, so Phil
never got a chance to piss Anya off.
But Anya treated them to dinner tonight, so Maisie was worried that Phil might go mad again.
"Why me? Why don't you call to warn him yourself? I can't influence him at all." Ezra gruntled.
"Like I could influence him." Maisie questioned.
"I don't think so. I know what you are capable of; you managed to ask him pretend no too know about Anya's pregnancy." Ezra
hummed.
"Well, relay it and just tell him we told him so." Maisie stopped arguing.
"A ride there?" Ezra asked as Maisie close the door.
"That's not necessary. We don't drink wine tonight. I'll drive." Maise waved at him and. Ezra tried no more and go look after his
son.
They had kind of a implied contract about looking after their son -- If Maisie ate outside, Ezra would cut off business
entertainment and had dinner with their son; Maisie would do the same if Phil were out for dinner.
That being said, they avoided useless entertainment as much as possible for them to have dinner together at home. After all,
they had to work in the daytime; dinner time was the only time the three of them could spend together.

Ezra sneered at Julian being a good home-bounded husband every time they asked them to have entertainment meal outside.
Now, he began to know why Julia refused to go outside.
Ezra realized he couldn't be a part of their children's growth for another time, especially he missed out on the first few months of
his son, which he felt pretty guilty about.
Ezra supported Phil's plan to level with Anya, which meant Phil could at least spend the last few months before the birth of their
child and wouldn't disappear from growth of their baby, even though Anya refused to get any closer to Phil.
"Where are you?" Ezra asked Phil at their Online group.
No sooner had Phil asked about Phil's whereabout than Julian asked the same question. It seemed that Emelia also warned
Julian.
"Having dinner." Phil replied immediately.
"But where?" Ezra sensed something wrong.
"You tell me." Phil said deliberately.
"Please don't tell me you are at the restaurant where they are having dinner" Ezra got a little angry.
"Yeah, right at a private room next to theirs." Phil said proudly.
Ezra was speechless.
"What's wrong with you?" Ezra cursed bitterly.
The scene began to come into his mind that Phil was eavesdropping while Anya, Maisie and others chatted and ate happily.
That was gross.
Ezra wanted to tell Maisie to come home in order no to be eavesdropped by the insane Phil.
"What are you mad at? By the way, I will inform you should Maise speaks ill of you." Phil pretended to be secret.
"Find him a psychiatrist as soon as possible. He is about be a psycho." Ezra rolled his eyes and mentioned Arthur at their group.

"Absolutely insane." Julian replied indifferently.
"Well, that's understandable given that Anya would leave tomorrow, which means this is his only chance to get close to her.
"That's my boy." Phil replied with a "respect" emoji.
"That's none of my business now. I'll be with my son." Ezra just ignored him.
"With my daughter and my son." Julian said.
"With my wife." Arthur said.
Their display of affection got to Phil, and he put his phone aside bluntly.
Doesn't their conscience prickle?
They should do that kind display of affection while they knew he was reduced to getting close to Anya by eavesdropping.