There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Anya learned from Phil's words that his parents found a young girl for him according to his preference. They thought he would
like this girl and wanted him to free himself from his failed marriage with Anya.
Anya could understand Phil's parents.
After all, Phil was now single, so introducing him to a girl in his favor might help fill his spiritual emptiness.
It was fine.
She also hoped that Phil could start a new relationship as soon as possible so that she would be set free.
However, Anya felt that the girl in front of her was not quite good. She got a bad personality. Maybe she was spoiled by her
family, or maybe she was born that way, impolite and ill-bred.
Thinking of this, Anya took the initiative to speak to the girl who had fallen to the ground and said, "It’s true that I asked for a
divorce."
"As for the reason..." Anya paused guiltily, with a light cough, avoiding Phil's eyes, and continued to say to the girl, "I think you’ve
also felt that he has a bad temper, and could be mad at almost everything."
A trace of panic crossed the girl's face. She thought of the horrible experience that she had just been shaken off, and tremblingly
asked Anya, "You, you mean... he’s a domestic abuser?"
"Uh..." Anya did not expect this girl to associate it with domestic abuse. She intended to blame Phil for having a bad temper, but
at this moment she neither said yes nor denied it, and deliberately said as if implying something, "Well, everybody has a different
concept of that.”
If the lack of restraint in bed was also considered a kind of domestic abuse, then she thought Phil was a firm domestic abuser,
but if in other aspects, he was of course not.
Phil was speechless on the side. He thought, ‘Does she have to smear me like this?’
They had lived together for four years. He had not even hurt a finger of her. And now she implied to others that he had a
propensity for domestic violence.
How could he be willing to do that?

If there was a domestic abuser here, it should be her. She often scratched him, pinched him, and just bit him yesterday!
The girl completely misunderstood Phil because of Anya's words and gave Phil a frightened look. She covered her mouth, got up
from the ground, and ran away crying.
She was not masochism. Although Phil had money, a good-looking face and a nice figure, she did not want to be treated roughly
all the time.
Seeing the girl flee in disarray, Phil slightly raised his eyebrows. Originally he was not happy with her smear, but now that
seemed to be her trick to drive the girl away. He was very satisfied.
The girl came to him once last night and was shut out of the door by him.
He began to feel unwell yesterday afternoon, keeping vomiting, having diarrhea and then a fever. Arthur said it might be acute
gastroenteritis because Phil hadn't acclimatized here. He went to the hospital, and the doctor really gave such a diagnosis.
Not long after he went home, still suffering from the pain, the girl came to ring his doorbell.
He got what he wanted to know from her in a few words. She was the daughter of his parents' friend, so it was clear what they
were trying to do. He immediately slammed the door.
His parents were really "concerned" about him. They sent him a girl at this time, obviously wanting him to completely forget
about Anya.
But didn't they know the reason why he came to Ustistan? He was here for Anya.
If Anya hadn't chosen to study here, they would never have the chance to send women to him. If he stayed in Riverside City, he
would never want to see them again in his life.
If they got old and sick without many days left, he would also do as they had done, making up an excuse for being unable to visit
them so that they couldn't see him at the end of their life.
Phil did not quite understand what his parents were thinking. They did not even raise him, and hurt his grandmother who he
cared for most. Now they came to interfere with his marriage, and tried to fix their relationship with him, in order that he could
stay with them and take care of them when they were getting older.
They must be dreaming.

Pulling himself out of the negative emotions about his parents, Phil walked up to Anya, who was about to leave, and asked with a
smile, "Going to such great lengths to drive her away from me? Is it because you're jealous?"
Phil knew he wouldn't get an affirmative answer from her, but he was still expectant.
What if he could hear her admit that she was jealous and that she cared for him?
If he could hear her confession of love for him, he thought he would die without regret.
Anya said impatiently, "You’re thinking too much. I just don't want to get myself into more trouble."
If Anya didn't discredit Phil, that girl would think that Phil was the most excellent and perfect man in the world. And she would feel
that Anya's divorce with Phil was her playing-hard-to-get trick and deemed Anya as a hypocritical woman. Then she would come
to Anya for trouble.
She could live a peaceful life only when that girl felt that she really had no thoughts of rekindling the love between her and Phil.
So she used this way to make that girl understand that she was not interested in Phil at all.
Phil knew he would hear such words, so that did not hurt him much. If she suddenly admitted that she was jealous or loved him
or cared about him, he would not be able to bear it.
"I gotta go. You take a good rest." Anya glanced at Phil's strangely red face, thinking that he still had a fever, so she once again
proposed to leave.
As a result, Phil, who was originally quite spirited, suddenly began to stagger. Anya was afraid that he would fall to the ground,
so she had to hastily hold him, "Do you... need to go back to the hospital?"
Anya had reason to suspect that Phil was totally pretending. After all, when he faced that girl just now, he was fine and even very
fierce, shaking her off.
Now how could he become so weak in front of her?
It seemed like he got serious fever and was about to faint.
"I'm probably hungry..." Phil leaned on Anya and said weakly.
Of course he was leaning gently against Anya. Considering she was pregnant, he could not put all his weight on her.

Anya truly didn't care if Phil lived or died, but he was holding her and didn’t let her go. And his skin was hot. He was indeed
feverish quite badly.
Plus the fact that she hadn't eaten dinner either, she thought for a moment and proposed, "Do you have noodles at home? I can
only cook a bowl of noodles for you if you don't mind."
"Of course I don't," Phil said without even thinking about it.
He didn't expect to eat the food she cooked in his life. He was simply flattered. He originally wanted to say that he would ask
Gaven to send some food later, and wanted her to stay and have dinner with him, but he didn't expect her to say that she would
cook noodles for him. What a surprise.
"Now you should let go." Anya glared again at the man who was holding her tightly.
Only then did Phil reluctantly let go of her. Anya didn’t want to waste time with him and went into the kitchen.
Phil threw himself into the sofa and sent a message to Gaven at once, "No need to bring me dinner."
Gaven was speechless. He had already arrived downstairs and was ready to go upstairs.