There He Is Again, My Ex-Husband novel Chapter 1122

Phil thought Ezra came back again to fetch something he left here. After a pause, he jerked his eyes up and saw the person he missed every moment appear in front of him.

As soon as he was free, his mind was filled with Anya.

During this time, Phil had nostalgia for the good times they had together, and sometimes he would fall into endless guilt and remorse. Such two complex and contradictory emotions had been tormenting him.

He wanted to see her but did not dare to see her.

So, when Phil saw Anya, he was flabbergasted for a moment, then he turned his head away from her and said with a slight frown, "What are you doing here?"

His question was quite hurtful, but Anya didn't take it to heart, because she knew he didn't really mean it.

Half a month had passed and Anya's C-section wound had almost healed, so she was walking quite normally. In fact, a few days ago she was afraid to walk straight up because of the pain in her incision.

She walked up to Phil at a brisk pace and spoke with a smile, "I came to ... to say something to you."

Phil frowned slightly again and turned his head to look at her.

'Why is she so happy?'

'I said those hurtful words to her. Didn't she get angry at all?'

'Or did she feel relieved that I finally let her go?'

At this point, Phil could not help but feel very sad. Anya already hated him, and now she should be desperate to have a clean break with him, shouldn't she?

And just when he was lost in thoughts, he heard Anya's crisp voice ringing again, but her tone was tinged with sorrow this time, "Phil, won't you invite me to sit down?"

"I had a cesarean section just a few days ago. I can't stand standing all the time."

Anya deliberately pretended to be pitiful, and then observed Phil's reaction, to see whether he still cared about her.

She guessed he still loved her.

As expected, Phil immediately lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and tried to help her sit down when he saw her pained expression.

However, he forgot that his back was still injured, and accidentally tugged on his wound after making such a big movement.

Phil grunted in pain. Anya rushed forward to hold him, and Phil's hand held her wrist at the same time. They looked at each other with worry and said at the same time, "Are you okay? Does the wound hurt?"

Afterward, Anya let out a chuckle.

She knew that Phil was still caring about her.

However, her smile made Phil at a loss for words.

He let go of her hand and leaned back on the bed, then glanced at the chair and said, "Please sit down."

Anya slowly sat down. And it still hurt, so she needed to make a slow movement.

Phil looked at her as she slowly sat down and jerked his eyes away.

He really felt sorry for Anya.

Although Phil it was painful for a woman to give birth whether she had an easy delivery or a cesarean section, he still felt sad when seeing her looking unwell.

At the very least, if she hadn't had the accident at the airport, she wouldn't have been through mental suffering. She must be very sorrowful when she had to have C-sections.

"And you know, the baby was born prematurely and her body is weak, so she might often fall ill in the future. I'll be exhausted from looking after her alone."

To convince Phil to take care of the baby, Anya deliberately made herself seem like she couldn't suffer at all, and mentioned the premature birth. She believed that Phil would agree.

Sure enough, Anya saw Phil's expression turn serious and his gaze become unfathomable.

Phil stared deeply at her, making Anya nervous, not knowing what he was planning to do.

When Anya thought Phil might disagree, Phil finally spoke, "Are you willing to do that?"

"If the baby is given to me, I might take her back to Chiobar. Don't you want to see her in the future? Are you willing to separate from her?"

Anya raised her eyebrows slightly, catching the keyword at once.

He might take her back. It meant that Phil didn't have a strong desire to take the baby back to Chiobar. He must have considered that she would miss the child, so he left some room for negotiation.

Anya was a witty girl, and didn't show any sign of joy but faked a pitiful look, "What can I do? You are going to have a clean break with me, so I'm sure you won't consider my feelings either."

"If you really take the baby back to Chiobar, I have to accept it," she said, choked with tears.

Phil pursed his lips, his heart filled with sadness.

If he could, he wouldn't want to upset her at all. He wanted Anya and their daughter to live a happy life. But the misfortunes she'd experienced were all caused by him.

The only thing he could do now was to alleviate some of her sadness. Although silent, Phil had made a decision. He would take care of their daughter alone, but he wouldn't take her back home anytime soon, nor would he let Anya suffer the pain of being separated from their daughter.

"Okay, I'll take care of our daughter." Finally, Phil promised her.