My ex-husband is in love with me (FULL)

Chapter 902 A Man's Mouth Deceives a Ghost

Maisie was on the sofa, while in her arms, Ezio was holding a bottle, gradually getting sleepy.

Ezra put on a pajama and sat gently beside her.

They remained silent in case the child should be waking up. They simply put their attention on the little

kid who gradually fell asleep.

Maisie continued to hold Ezio in her arms to make sure he was completely asleep.

Then Ezra murmured abruptly, "Does it hurt when you were giving birth?"

People always say childbirth was scary. Ezra, too, had read on the news how painful it was to give

birth. It was kind of beyond his imagination as to how she conceived the baby.

Maisie did not expect him to ask such a question. She thought a while and said, "It's not so painful for

me. The whole process was smooth. So it was okay."

It was altogether a smooth process. Though the contraction was excruciating, the dilatation and giving

birth were quick, unlike others who could not give birth even after trying for a long time.

Her recovery was also quite speedy, which may have something to do with her regular working out.

"I'm sorry…"Ezra hated it when she treated everything like they were not a big deal. He'd rather she cry

or blame him when mentioning those pains so that the pressure in his heart could be alleviated.

Maisie looked at him and said seriously, "You don't have to say that. How should I put it… It was my

choice to keep the child. And I will keep him no matter how much pain I'll have to suffer."

Her calm and ration upset Ezra even more. Why couldn't she show him her weak side, so that he could

comfort her and care for her?

But he knew Maisie would never do that.

Ezra continued, "Then did you puke and couldn't eat anything when you were pregnant?"

He remembered Emilia used to vomit so bad during her pregnancy that Julian became worried and

racked his mind to get her to eat more every day.

A huge wave of guilt washed over Ezra when he was thinking about how considerate Julian was to

Emilia, and how Maisie managed to deal with everything all alone in Grafstin at a most tiring time when

she had just become the leader of a branch company.

To make things worse, she had to go through a car accident arranged by his evil father…

Ezra could understand now why David hated his father so much. It was because Maisie meant a lot to

David. She was so important that any grievances of hers were equally painful for David, just like Ezra

was today.

Maisie answered honestly, "It was okay. The vomit thing was not extremely bad."

The situation varies as everyone had a different condition. Some would vomit a lot, but some barely

vomit. She was the latter. Occasionally after getting up, she would retch, but soon she would feel

better.

Thinking of that, Maisie could not help looking down tenderly at the little thing sleeping in her arms, "It

suddenly strikes me that he's a real angel to me. He has always behaved so well whether in pregnancy

or giving birth, or raising him."

The little boy seemed able to sense how uneasy it was for her to raise him alone, so he was good as

early as when he was in her womb. After he was born, he was much easier to raise than other children.

Once he was full and slept well, he would be smiley all day.

Maisie was so grateful.

While Maisie was looking at the child, Ezra was staring at her affectionately.

She looked even more attractive under the night light. Ezra said gently, "It must be because he

resembles you."

Maisie behaved just as well. There was nothing to worry about when one had a staff or a girlfriend like

her.

When Ezra first met her, Maisie was Julian's assistant. He wondered why Julian put so much

confidence in her and entrusted her with so many things.

Julian answered him with certainty, "Maisie will do it well."

Ezra, however, doubted whether a young girl like Maisie could deal with complicated things. But later, it

was proved that she did bring things to perfection. Few people at her age, if not none, could surpass

her.

Later, when they were together, there was nothing to worry about or complain about her. She would not

quarrel with him, nor would she seek his attention all the time. She did not even ask him for presents Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

on special days.

So naturally, he seldom explained to her, for he believed she would understand.

But now, he found out that there were downsides to a woman's behaving too well, that was, a man

would seem to be superfluous.

Hearing his commentary, Maisie glanced at him and said, "Nancy told me that you were a good boy

when you were a child."

When Nancy was trying on clothes, they talked for a while. Nancy mentioned a lot about Ezra's

childhood. Maisie believed his sullenness was caused by his father's forcing him back to the Cantillos.

Maisie continued to speak in a soft voice when she found her son was completely asleep, "I will put him

in the smaller bed. Go and sleep with him."

Emilia prepared a lot of things for her, including a baby's bed, which was on one side of the large bed.

When Maisie put the baby in, he seemed to find the bed unfamiliar, so Maisie tapped him tenderly for a

while.

"How about you sleep on the bed and I will sleep on the couch." Ezra proposed.

"You can't sleep well on the couch. It is too small for you." Maisie insisted.

Ezra, sitting at the bedside, pat the bed below him and said, "Actually the bed is large enough for two

people. I promise I won't touch you."

Maisie simply neglected him and focused on arranging the quilt for her son, "A man's mouth deceives a

ghost."

She was not going to buy his words.

Ezra was amused since he did not expect her to banter with him. He continued, "Or we can put some

pillows or quilts between us?"

Maisie turned around and was about to go wash in the bathroom.

Ezra clenched his teeth, "If I do want to do something to you, you can't escape by going to the couch."

But no one responded to him except Maisie's aloof back. Ezra could only throw himself into the bed.

She was evil.

She neglected him.

It was not that Maisie was impolite. It was just that she was really not in a mood to give him responses.

She supposed he himself knew that his words were not credible, but he continued to ramble. She had

no better way but to leave him alone.

When Maisie went to the locker room to fetch some clothes, she was stunned by the dazzling array of

clothes.

She and her son's clothes only took up small space when they first moved in, now women's wear had

occupied the majority of the closet. Ezra's space was largely compressed.