There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

They two ended the conversation and went back to dinner.
As they finished, Phil pondered for a while and suggested, "Given your condition, I will pick you up to class on Saturday. Is that
OK?"
The words "Is that OK" Phil finally added meant that he totally put himself in Anya's shoes, no longer giving the word regardless
of her feelings.
It surprised Anya a bit somehow.
But she soon shook her head, "Thank you. But I don't think you should be tense with my condition like this. And you should have
your leisure time on Saturday."
Anya didn't want Phil to do this in case she would be in his debt again. She only wanted to keep away from him as far as
possible.
Phil pursed his lips, looking at her. He knew that it was an excuse that Anya merely didn't want him to be in sight so frequently.
However, he promised that he would change to respect her wishes. Finally, he said, "Alright."
But Phil still felt worried and added, "Then be safe on the way to and from school. Call me if anything happens."
Anya agreed flatly. Still, it was Phil who cleaned the table after they finished the dinner. At first, Anya wanted to do it herself, but
Phil insisted.
After thinking, Anya suggested, "Maybe I should hire a housemaid?"
Actually, Phil had no need to spend his time on cooking or doing any other chores for her due to his status. His time was
valuable. Thus, Anya thought that hiring a housekeeper was better than letting him waste his time on the housework.
Without looking back, the man in the kitchen said, "It's okay. I can do it."
Anya insisted, "It's not the problem of whether you can do it or not. It's that you don't belong to the kitchen."
Phil stopped to look at the girl beside the kitchen door and said seriously, "It's up to me. And now, this is my choice and my
worth."

If it was not his worth, why did he follow her to get here from a great distance?
His present choice was that he would take good care of the baby and try to get his beloved back. As for his career, value or
money, they were trivial now.
He was willing to cook for her because he just learnt it for her at first.
Although his words were simple, Anya felt some affection hidden in them and wanted to talk no more immediately.
"Suit yourself." Anya said such words and then left the kitchen.
She didn't want to talk further with him. Now that he chose to waste time on her, she didn't care.
As Phil came from the kitchen, Anya was reading on the couch.
Before her pregnancy, Anya used to do some exercises after dinner. But now, she didn't want to move at all, thereby reading on
the couch.
Anya prayed in mind that the man should hurry to leave so that she could lie in bed. After all, the bed was more comfortable than
the couch.
But Phil was still in her house, it was not proper for her to stay in her bedroom.
Phil saw the little lady lying on the couch and couldn't help feeling tender affection for her. He did want to stay here to take care
of her moment by moment, allowing her to live blithely.
He returned to the kitchen. As he came out again, there was a full bowl of fruit on his hands which was in season and fresh.
"Have some fruit." Phil put the fruit on tea table and then sat on the end of the couch where he could see the delicate feet and
toes of Anya. His sense was stimulated.
Anya didn't expect that Phil just sat beside her without asking her. She hastened to sit up and cross her legs, saying, "Thanks."
She took a glance at the fruit and said, "But I will do it myself if I want to eat."
It was settled that Phil only need to cook for her. It was unnecessary for him to be attentive like this.
Phil responded, "I have never seen that before you get pregnant."

Formerly, the housekeepers would do it all of these things well. There was always a bowl of clean fruits in front of her. When did
she do it herself?
Anya knew that he was implying her laziness.
She snorted and continued reading her book. Meanwhile, she said to Phil in a pitiless tone without looking up, "Alright. It's late.
Please leave, Mr. Henderson."
Mr. Henderson?
Phil sneered because of this name which made him feel alienated.
But he knew she was angry again who didn't want to talk with him.
After all, she had called him like this before when she was annoyed. Phil was even dubbed as "Uncle Henderson". "Mr.
Henderson" was only a piece of cake, and it was normal for her to call his full name.
After thinking about that, Phil just calmed down. Refraining from the impulse of holding Anya in arms and kissing her, he stood
up and said, "Well, I'm leaving."
"Again, call me anytime when you need me."
"I learn from a book that pregnant women often get cramp in legs. Pay attention to it. I will get here at any time."
Phil warned in earnest while Anya just felt annoyed.
She replied perfunctorily, "OK. OK."
What he said would happen in the later stage of pregnancy. She was in the early one, wasn't it? Nothing would happen.
Perhaps she was just too positive. As Anya woke up to go to the bathroom, she suddenly got a hipbone ache instead of the
symptom like cramp in legs.
It was so unexpected that she then didn't dare to move.
She held onto the wall and alleviate the pain for quite a while. Afterwards, she slowly moved back to the bed.
It was fortunate that she could still walk while her hipbone was sore.

No sooner had she climbed into her bed than she searched for the reasons on the phone. And she found it maybe the "Pubis
Ache of Pregnant Women", which normally happened in the middle and late period of pregnancy because the baby grew bigger
and bigger to squeeze the bone.
Why did she felt painful now?
And due to this ache, Anya didn't sleep well.
She felt good when she didn't move her body, but if she turned over, the dull pain just came to her. Eventually, she fell asleep
before dawn because of drowsiness.
In the next morning, when Phil came to make breakfast for Anya, he knocked at the door for quite a while.
Anya had told him that he should let her know before he came here in case she was in an inconvenient situation.
And Phil had sent her a message but still knocked at the door as a courtesy. However, no one responded. Phil frowned
unconsciously.
Did she go out early in the morning?
But she had no class this morning, did she? He got her class schedule on his desk, too.