My Ex, Please Love Me Again

After drinking some wine, Phil was a little tipsy at the moment.

Feeling sad, he leaned against the wall outside the door and murmured helplessly, “Anya, how can you forgive me?”

Anya was originally overjoyed, but his words made her out of breath and heartbroken. Even she couldn’t understand why she had such kind of emotion.

“Any, can you forgive me?”

“I really didn’t expect such a misfortune to happen to your mother. I’m willing to pay you for the rest of my life. Just forgive me.”

Anya was overwhelmed by Phil’s confession. She said to the door with a terrible tone, “Phil, you are drunk. You need to leave. Stop acting crazy or saying stupid words here!”

“No.” The man didn’t intend to give up, “I won’t leave until you forgive me.”

Anya was furious, “Whatever!”

She had no idea why Phil was being like this tonight. Since he came to Ustistan to find her, he had been normal, gentle, and good-tempered. He did whatever she wanted him to do, and he never asked for her forgiveness.

She didn’t want to mention this topic at all. She felt as if she was becoming more and more defensive about men, and she even had no idea of staying with a man forever. She thought it was good to live alone.

Although she didn’t believe in love before, men were not that repulsive to her before. Such kind of feeling became more intense maybe because she was pregnant.

Flooded with disgust with men, she became quite indifferent, “Still the same. If you can accept the way we are getting along, you can stay, and if you can’t, you can leave.”

“Phil, I don’t want to talk about getting back together, nor do I want.”

Anya’s indifferent tone calmed Phil a lot. He knew that after getting along well with Anya for some time, he became a little self-complacent and could not restrain his stronger urge to get back together with her.

Under the effect of alcohol, he just spoke up about what he wanted to say.

But Anya was much calmer than he was. Her words were like a fist, punching him back to reality.

He raised his hand and pinched his forehead, apologizing lowly, “Sorry, I was being offensive.”

“It’s getting late. Have a good rest. I’ll go.”

Hearing his footsteps, Anya breathed a sigh of relief, but she always felt uncomfortable, so he told the whole thing to Emelia and Maisie in the chat group.

When Phil got home and came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, he received a message from Arthur.

“Jean asked me to tell you not to talk about getting back together with Anya since pregnant women are easily agitated. That will only upset her even more.”

“Well, you just have to be a companion while Anya is pregnant, and stop that drama thing.”

Phil, “…”

“And, after giving birth, some women are prone to get psychological problems, like postpartum depression. What Jean means is that when Anya has just given birth, you’d better not mention that topic, either.”

Phil was about to collapse, “That means I am nothing to her these years, right?”

Arthur replied, “If you really want to mean something to her and do not care about her feelings, you can keep on doing that for sure.”

Anyway, Anya wouldn’t agree to get back together.

Phil threw himself onto the sofa, rubbed his slightly wet hair, and said, “I get it, thanks.”

He knew that Anya must have told Jean what happened tonight, so Jean asked Arthur to give him some “suggestions”, or more precisely, warnings.

Phil was depressed for a while but soon calmed down. He didn’t care about being acknowledged or not. Anyway, he was going to spend the rest of his life with her.

It was good enough to be there for her.

When Phil showed up at Anya’s door the next day, neither of them mentioned what happened last night. And the way they got along was the same as before.

That day Anya received a message from Gracie again.

Gracie won the heroine of an online drama and became a hot topic on a well-known website. She sent Anya the screenshot of the hot topic to show off.

“Anya, how’s it going? Are you pissed off? I can get a heroine in such a short time. I will certainly get better in the future!”

Gracie’s extremely childish behavior was a joke in the eyes of Anya.

As the saying went, the more one person lacked something, the more he or she tried to show off.

Evidently, Gracie was craving for becoming famous. Just getting a role, she showed off smugly, unaware that Anya had long got a bunch of scandals of her, which could destroy her at any time.

Her mother’s affair was enough for her to be reviled by thousands of people, not to mention her lies about her age.

Gracie’s age on the news report must be the age she always announced to the public, but at that time she said that she was actually about the same age as Anya, and Anya felt it was necessary to make preparations in advance, that was, to get the evidence that Gracie lied about her age. It would be another scandal of hers.

Gracie’s lies about her age would be exposed sooner or later, as her exact date of birth was certainly on her birth certificate.

Anya did not remind Gracie of it, but sent a message casually, “I wish you and Tristin a happy life.”

Gracie instantly went mad and texted, “What do you mean?”

Anya was very calm, “Come on, I know everything. You really love to collect trash, huh?”

“That trash Morgan. You treat him as a treasure. Well, in my eyes, he is just a bastard.”

“And of course, that trash Tristin. He’s pursued me for many years, but I ignored him. And you positively and passionately hooked up with him. Those examples prove that you like what I don’t want.”

That day, Phil showed her some information about Tristin, and Anya saw the sex video of Tristin and Gracie.

Fortunately, Anya had known Tristin’s true nature before, otherwise, she would have puked out of sickness.

But Anya did not tell Gracie that she had the evidence. She was waiting for Gracie to achieve more and then completely destroy her.

“Anya! You are way too much!” It could be seen that Gracie was furious with her message.

Anya replied lazily, “Too much? You sent me the message first. I thought you asked for it.”Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“I’m not done with you!” Gracie sent another message angrily.

Thinking for a while, Anya replied, “Right, this time I won’t always change my phone number as before. My number remains the same. Inform me of the day you and Tristin get married so that I can give you a special gift as your sister.”