Phil stood alone in the living room for a long while, and finally, he went to the bedroom and knocked at the door. He said gently, “Come out and eat something. Don’t get yourself hungry.”
Phil thought he would be ignored again, but Anya shouted inside the room, “Don’t worry. I won’t let the baby and I get hungry. When you leave, I will go out and gobble up all the dishes.”
Phil froze with depression. Anya was asking him to leave in a roundabout way.
Anya went on, “I value my health. I will take good care of myself and give birth to a healthy baby safely.
“After all, I am young and I want to enjoy life. I want to date young and handsome boys. I want to build my own business and make it top.
“Just wait and see. You think you are wealthy and powerful and so you can treat me in that bad way. But what you’ve done to me today will all be returned to you in the future. You’ll pay for it!”
Anya seemed irritated and what she said was harsher and harsher.
Phil was exasperated by her childishness and chuckled with rage, “I treated you badly but you bully me verbally. Your harsh words are more harmful than an atomic bomb.”
Other than that, her intention of falling in love with young and handsome boys was harsh enough to make him fly into a rage.
He had already paid for his bossy actions. She divorced him in such a tragic way and he could not look after her well when she was pregnant. He felt heartbroken. What else did she want to get back at him?
“You’ve bullied me all day long!” argued Anya in the room.
He kissed her after their divorce. It was a kind of bullying.
He was sure that she did not dare to “attack” him like before during pregnancy. Otherwise, his face would have been disfigured by wounds today!
She was not the kind of person who could grin and bear an insult, but now she could only swallow it, which made her so angry at the moment.
Phil felt an irresistible urge to laugh, despite knowing it would irritate Anya. In fact, he knew Anya well and so he coaxed, “How about you just come out? And I allow you to scratch my face. Just for you to let off steam?”
She always got angry easily and cooled down quickly. In the past, if he annoyed her, she would calm down just by pinching him, biting him, or scratching him.
Phil thought Anya would not hit him, since their relations were strained. Unexpectedly, the bedroom door suddenly opened. The girl stormed out and glared at him. She huffed irritably, “You think I don’t dare, don’t you?”
Before Phil could have any reaction, Anya grabbed his hand and gave him a nasty bite on his purlicue. It was not painful. As soon as her soft lips touched the back of his hand, his body instantly stiffened.
He missed her soft lips so much, though he had tasted them just now.
Anya did not bite him hard. It was just her way to vent—if he stood still and just let her do it.
However, when she released his hand and looked up, she met his meaningful eyes, which indicated that he was sexually aroused, and she immediately shook his hand off in annoyance.
“Get out of my home right now please.” She lifted her hand and pointed at the door. She could not wait to shoo him away, not caring that Phil did not eat his lunch.
Phil chuckled and agreed gently, “OK, OK, I’ll go.”
He took his coat and car key and walked away. At the door, he told Anya, “You should eat more.”
Anya shouted behind him, “I mean you’re fired. Never come here again!”
Phil acted as if he did not hear what she said and did not give her a response. He did it on purpose. Surely. Anya stomped angrily and then closed the door.
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