Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 847 What an Annoying Man

Maisie did not want to have an affair with him like this, so she said straightforwardly, "Thank you for

your help today. I can only brew a cup of coffee to express my thanks."

The implication was that Ezra would taste the cup of pour-over coffee today, solely because he did her

a favor.

Ezra smiled sadly as he held the coffee in his hand.

Maisie was really "snobby".

But Ezra found it gloomily that he seemed to like her "snobbery" because he would not have this cup of

coffee, nor the quiet time, sitting face to face with her at this moment, if Maisie was not snobbish.

So, Ezra did not say anything else but lowered his head to taste the coffee.

Maisie sipped at her coffee for a while and then said, "Isn't you busy lately?"

Maisie urged Ezra indirectly to go when she found that he had no intention of leaving Grafstin. She did

not want to see him every day.

Ezra replied, languid, "I'm busy lately. Very busy."

He then added when Maisie was about to say something, "Busy bonding with my son."

Maisie then did not want to talk to him at all.

Apparently, he was teasing her by saying that.

Ezra coaxed her when he found she was on the edge of getting angry, "Hey, don't be mad. You

wouldn't be like this before. It's just a joke. Don't take it seriously."

Maisie denied, "I'm not angry."

She just did not want to pay any attention to him.

She thought it over and then added, "And, I used to be like this. Actually, I'm narrow-minded and

irritable. You just don't know it."

Ezra asked curiously with his eyebrows raised, "Oh? Is that so? For example, when…?"

"For example…" Maisie gulped her words back as she just opened her mouth.

For example, when he flirted with other women at parties, or when he had scandals with other women,

she was heartbroken. The pain was like thousands of ants gnawing on her heart.

Sometimes she even fell into the circle of self-denial and self-doubt. She wondered if she was so bad

that he wanted to have an affair with others when he was with her.

But she could only suffer from the pain in silence. There was no one to talk to because no one knew

the two were in love at that time. She could not talk to Emelia and other friends.

Ezra, however, never explained to her any of the scandals. In Maisie's eyes, Ezra thought it

unnecessary to give her explanations. Maybe he thought Maisie was merely a new toy to play with or a

tool to relieve his loneliness during the emotional gap.

It was really too bitter to love him, so much so that she still had the desire to complain when she

mentioned these things now.

But she realized that Ezra and she were neither lovers nor friends. It was best not to recall the past. So,

she did not say things.

"For example? What?" Ezra asked again, slightly narrowing his eyes.

Obviously, Maisie was in the mood to say something. Ezra caught a flash of pain in her eyes.

Maisie lowered her eyes and said faintly, "Nothing."

Ezra closed his lips tightly and stared at her with a sinking feeling in his eyes. He wondered if it made

her so painful to mention the past about him.

Perhaps they were unhappy when they broke up because of the child. But Ezra believed he was happy

with Maisie. And Maisie was jolly when she was with him, wasn't she?

They had never quarreled with each other, nor even a small one.

When they were in love, things were normal and uneventful and their life was simple and cozy.

When he was thinking, Maisie got up and turned. "I'll go see the child."

Then she left the living room, leaving behind only a cup of coffee that had not been drunk up.

Ezra stared at her coffee, frowning. He did not understand. The original flavor of the coffee was bitter,

wasn't it? How come she loved it so much?

Maisie came out in a short while, holding her coat. She said to Ezra, "Ezio is sleeping. You can stay

here if you want. I'm going to work."

Ezra got up and said immediately, "Let me drive you to the company."

Maisie took a step back and refused, "No, thanks."

He had suggested previously that they should interact more with each other so as to break up rumors

quickly. However, she refused it.

She believed that justice would prevail and that rumors could not spread when people were truly well-

informed.

Her expression of disgust hurt Ezra, but he still insisted on going out with Maisie. "I have something to

tell you."

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Every time Maisie talked with him in such a strange and detached way, Ezra felt sad and wanted to

stop her.

But after thinking about his current situation of being disliked, he gave up the idea of protesting and

turned to the things he wanted to talk about.

"Don't be sad. Your mother and you have come to this stage… The relationships between parents and

kids usually vary; some are good, others are bad." Ezra's intuition was telling him that Maisie was a

person who valued family. He was afraid that she would be upset because he bought off her mother-

daughter relationship without her permission today. So, he followed out and tried to comfort her.

When did Ezra ever be so careful?

Never. It was others who were subservient to him all the time. Now he did not know why he would care

about Maisie's feelings and did not want her to be upset.

Besides, she was the kind of person who would not tell her sadness. He worried that she was sulking

and thus made herself even unhappier.

Maisie was stunned for a moment. She did not expect Ezra would comfort her and even explain the

relationship between parents and children in this way; it did not match his willfulness at all.

When she came back from thinking, she smiled politely at Ezra and said in a calm tone, "Thank you for

your comfort. I have nothing to be sad about. It's also a relief for me to end the relationship."

When Maisie saw her mother give up the relationship for money at first, she was indeed sad, but more

than that, she felt a sense of loss. How could she be hated to such an extent?

But after the sadness, she regained her composure and was relieved. She had never been loved and

accepted by her parents, and now it was simply the end of her mother-daughter relationship.

Maisie was fine. She still had her son, her brother David and her best friends, like Emelia, who loved

her.

She was not unloved.

The elevator arrived just at this time. Maisie gave Ezra a farewell nod and stepped into the elevator.

Maisie looked calm with indifferent eyes. She had no other feelings about Ezra, which made Ezra

frustrated. He could only watch the elevator close and turned back to the house.

Ezra's little sweet son was sleeping soundly, handsome and cute. He had nothing to do in Maisie's

home actually, but he just did not want to leave.

Daisy and he had nothing to talk about, so Daisy went to the kitchen to do the dishes and other

cleanings.

Ezra went around Maisie's study and finally found something for himself to do.

He sat languidly on the bay window in the study and sent a message to Maisie on the phone, "I think

your desk is a little small. I'll help you get a new one, OK?"

One could imagine how annoyed Maisie was when she received such a message. Maisie felt her

forehead throbbing out of control.

If Ezra had nothing to do, he should just go away. Why did he start to decorate her study?

What an annoying man!