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

Chapter 906 Friends Are Much Liable Than Men

Emilia had heard from Julian that in the past years, some companies had tried to recruit Maisie and

David who were both mature and competent after years of experience in the Hughes Group since

president assistant, and secretary were not easy jobs for normal people.

Many companies promised to offer them high positions and salaries, but they remained untouched.

They simply did their own job without requiring either higher ranks or higher salaries.

But of course, Julian treat them just as well, for he knew how important they were. With them by his

side, the pressure was much relieved.

Later, Emilia texted Julian that Maisie agreed to return. Not long after, Julian called Maisie and told her

that she could take the time to accompany Nancy first. Going to work could wait.

Besides, he also reminded her to think about her relationship with Ezra.

Maisie took all his suggestions.

Julian thought a while and eventually called Ezra.

"Maisie agreed to stay." He said succinctly.

Ezra exclaimed, "What?"

He added, "I don't know if Emilia's words worked, Maisie agreed not to go abroad anyway. I intend to

let her come back to the Hughes Group."

Was it because of Emilia? What about all the effort Ezra had made?

He talked with her seriously in the morning, yet did not elicit a response from Maisie.

And now when Emilia talked with her, she agreed to stay?

Was that happiness or bitterness Ezra could not tell.

Julian added, "Now that she decided to stay, you'd better think about what you are going to do with Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

her."

Then the phone was hung up. Ezra, who was currently at the company, felt depressed. In Maisie's

eyes, he was even less important than Emilia.

He wanted to call her and complain about all that. But he dared not to.

Anyway, her decision to stay offered some repose for him. Otherwise, if she and his son lived abroad, it

would be extremely inconvenient for him to salvage something.

At last, Ezra still called Maisie.

He hadn't seen her for the majority of the morning. Ezra missed Maisie, so he needed to speak to her

under some disguise.

After Maisie picked up the phone, Ezra said gently, "I heard you are not going abroad?"

Maisie was a bit surprised by how fast he heard the news, but she answered as usual, "Yes."

He must have heard it from Julian. She never thought her boss could be so gossiping.

Ezra added, "It's good to live in Riverside."

Somehow, he failed to hold it back and hummed, "It seems Emilia's more important than me."

Maisie sensed the complaint in his tone and said, "Often, friends are more liable than men."

She didn't mean to provoke Ezra. She was just telling the truth.

Some women might simply revolve around men once they were in love or get married. They

abandoned their friends and career and ended up with nothing once they were dumped.

It was not right. It was something extremely irrational.

Compared to clinging to a man, it would be better to depend on oneself. Maisie was the best paragon.

Though she had broken up with her boyfriend, Maisie could still live her own life. Though she was

pregnant, she was still able to raise the child and give both the child and herself a life of quality.

That was the reason why she would tell Ezra that. And it could not be denied that during her most

difficult time of pregnancy, it was her friends like Emilia and Jean who had greatly encouraged and

comforted her. It was with their support that she went through those days.

Ezra didn't know what to say.

Well, he guessed he sought the humiliation himself.

And it appeared more clear than ever that she truly didn't care about him.

To make it less awkward, he changed the subject, "You don't have to prepare lunch today. I will have

someone deliver it."

Maisie said politely, "Thank you."

Ezra, tired of complaining about her indifference and aloofness, simply said goodbye and went to do

his work.

He had been absent from the company for quite a long time and there did accumulate much work.

Once he buried himself in work, he forgot temporarily the feeling of being the less important one.

While Nancy was taking care of the children, she took a break and found a quiet place to make a call.

Certainly, she was to call Diana. Since someone put up bail for her, Nancy supposed Diana was out by

this time.

Soon, the phone was picked up and the unkind voice of Diana's wafted over, "Hello?"

It could be inferred what a terrible life Diana was having right now based on her tone and voice. Nancy

smiled instantly and said in a joyful tone, "It's me. Nancy."

Diana was enraged instantly and screamed at her, "Bitch! How dare you call me!"

Nancy smiled even more, "Mrs. Cantillo. It has been so many years and you still haven't improved your

ability to abuse others. Bitch is still the only word you know."

This word Nancy had heard numerous times.

Every time Diana saw her, she used the phrase to Nancy.

Nancy had cried and pleaded. She had explained to Diana that she was forced by Roman and there

was just one night and that she didn't like Roman at all. Nancy had begged Diana to have mercy on her

and stop making a scene at her school and the orphanage where she grew up.

Nancy also swore that she wouldn't ask for a penny from the Cantillos. But Diana just wouldn't let her

go. Diana just stubbornly stuck to the idea that Nancy was just like other women who coveted Roman's

money and spared no efforts to get rid of Nancy until she had no other option but to flee abroad.

Nancy remembered every humiliation and abuse from Diana. She had heard so much that she was

almost numb to them.

Her gloating and joy succeeded in enraging Diana, who indeed had no other words to cast at her. As a

result, she just kept screaming, "Bitch! I'm going to kill you."

"You must calm down. I'm recording. If I hand the record to the police, your crazy behavior is not going

to win you bail." Nancy said slowly, but every word she said was like a knife stabbed into Diana's heart.

That was why she called her. To harshly irritate and insult her.

Women like Diana cared nothing more than their dignity. Her deliberate calling and teasing at her most

miserable time were definitely crueler than killing her.

It turned out just like she had imagined. Diana was screaming on the other end, "Nancy. You will not die

decently. You will not!"

"You must be mistaken. For now, you are more likely to die indecently." Nancy said in a relaxed tone,

"Have you imagined what life would be to live in prison? I'm afraid attempted murder is going to put you

in there for several years."

"Mom! Mom—" the minute she finished her sentence, Nancy heard the panicked voice of Ruth from the

other end of the phone. Diana was so filled with anger that she fainted.