Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 809 Not her Rival

Maisie arrived early at the hospital to take Julian's place.

Now she was too tired to think about loving someone. Work, child, and taking care of David were

enough for her to forget those heartbreaking moments.

After Julian left, Maisie fed David some gruel and went out to get herself a cup of coffee.

Since David had slept after having a simple breakfast, she slowed her pace on her way back.

Riverside looked so beautiful in autumn. When one walked on the road covered with yellow fallen

leaves, one could hear it rustling.

Maisie was wearing a long oatmeal-colored coat, which she preferred to wear when the weather turned

cold because it made her feel secure by covering her tight.

Luckily, her height had enabled her to look gorgeous in long coats of any color and any pattern.

But the good mood, which hadn't happened to her for long, was ruined in a few minutes when Maisie

noticed Erika standing in front of the hospital from afar.

Maisie frowned, for she didn't suppose Erika came for her, since Maisie had long broken up with Ezra.

But Erika's wedding with Ezra was also canceled, why would Erika come for her?

But on the other hand, Maisie's instinct told her Erika came exactly for her.

Anyway, Maisie continued her own way calmly, with a cup of coffee in her hand. After all, whatever will

happen happens.

But when Erika was closer, Maisie found Erika was wearing the same clothes as her.

Well, it was a bit awkward, for Erika.

Maisie was quite confident that her coat suited her well. But Erika, she was too short. Maisie had no

idea what prompted Erika to make such a decision. Maybe Erika thought it was the style? But it only

highlighted how short she was.

Erika strode to Maisie and said in an intimidating tone, "You are Maisie, aren't you?"

Maisie could see Erika was trying to overwhelm her, but Erika's dwarfed height hardly achieved the

effect.

Erika was surprised that they wore the same clothes and that Maisie looked rather confident and

powerful. Erika confirmed several times by staring at Maisie's face before she came up to question

Maisie.

Actually, Erika knew nothing about Maisie.

When Erika knew Ezra had an ex-girlfriend who was already in Grafstin. She googled some photos of

her and Ezra attending events, and Erika despised Maisie.

Maisie at that time was wearing all day her out-of-date glasses and work suits, sometimes black

sometimes grey, either way, they looked boring.

Erika racked her mind as to why Ezra dated Maisie. What did he see in Maisie?

It made Erika much uncomfortable thinking that Ezra chose to date that woman secretly, instead of

young, beautiful, chic girls like her.

But at that time, Maisie had already left Riverside. Otherwise, Erika would definitely give Maisie some

rough time.

Now hearing that Maisie was back, Erika could not wait to avail herself of this opportunity.

"Yes, I am." Maisie answered calmly while asking politely with a smile, "And you are..?"

It was true that Maisie appeared mediocre for a long time, but that was because she chose to. Maisie

chose to hide her aggressive side and show the rather mild one, but that didn't make her a coward.

Maisie believed the reason why Erika came to her was that Erika thought she was going to confront a

"Maisie" who seemed as weak as she appeared to be.

If she really thought so, Erika was deadly wrong.

For someone who had weathered through all kinds of devilish tasks both in work and in life, being weak

was never an option. And the arrogant, spoiled Erika could never be Maisie's rival.

Like now, Maisie's simple question already got Erika.

Of course, Maisie knew who was standing in front of her.

It was impossible that Maisie didn't know the woman who was almost engaged with Ezra.

But Maisie meant to ask Erika the question - she meant to give her a hard time.

Because Maisie knew Erika could not answer it, for there was no appropriate introduction.

If Erika had any relationship with Ezra, she could say "I am Ezra's fiancé or girlfriend", but either would

fit her situation.

If she just introduced herself as Erika, it would signify too much pride. After all, it wasn't a name that

each household should know. Erika was neither a star nor some successful businesswoman.

Even if she said so, Maisie could continue by, "and Erika is..?" Had there not been some gossip

between Erika and Ezra, she would have appeared to be a mere passer-by for Maisie.

And now, Erika was glaring at Maisie without saying a word, her face turned livid.

It did not occur to her that Maisie would be such a sly woman. Maisie knew exactly who Erika was, but

Maisie still cast a question like that.

Erika had no other way to vent her anger but to grit her teeth.

Erika came to take it out on Maisie, not being choked by her.

Thinking of that, she looked at Maisie from head to toe in a sarcastic manner and sneered coldly, "No

wonder Ezra abandoned you. I mean look at you, poor girl, you make me sick."

Maisie lifted her eyebrow. "Is that it? That's her limit?" Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

Well. Maisie expected too much of Erika.

Honestly, Maisie could not quite agree with her selection of the word POOR.

Though raised in poverty, Maisie was sure she looked nothing like poor.

Ever since Maisie began to work, most compliments she received were how generous, considerate,

and kind she was. And as for her exterior, that suggested the least connection with being poor.

Though Erika's unpleasant choice of words did reflect her lack of education.

So Maisie remained calm and asked, "What's wrong with how I look?"

Maisie spread her hands, one of which was holding a coffee, and turned around in front of Erika so that

her slim and tall figure under the long coat was better displayed.

Though having had a child, Maisie was quite confident about her figure.

Her pride and pursuit of perfection had urged Maisie to keep working out for years, thanks to which,

Maisie had never grown overweight.

And her style was totally different from Erika's, who remained thin by dieting.

Anyway, Erika had no one to blame but herself, for wearing the same clothes as she.

Any passer-by with normal eyesight was able to tell Maisie looked much better in this coat than Erika.

And Erika probably thought the same, and otherwise, she would not have stared at Maisie while

clenching her teeth.