Anya was exasperated by Phil's words. She didn't expect that he would be so thick-skinned. Taking care of the child was just his excuse, isn't it?
She cursed him in her mind.
Looking up at the man opposite her, she said angrily, "If that's the case, why don't we remarry?"
Phil had just taken a sip of coffee and choked himself with surprise after hearing her words.
"What did you say?" He finally stopped coughing and looked at her in disbelief.
Anya could see his eyes full of longing for remarriage.
But she didn't really mean that. She just deliberately said something sarcastic to taunt him.
She snorted, "You are going to stay in Ustistan until I graduate, and you have to see your child every day. I think it's just like we didn't get divorced, right?"
Phil finally understood that she was mocking him. God knew how fast his heart beat just now, and his eyes were full of hopes of remarriage.
He lowered his eyes and said sadly, "If I had known you were pregnant, I wouldn't have divorced."
He did not want to divorce in the first place, but at that time their relationship was almost broken. Continuing to keep her by his side would only make her hate him more. Since he didn't want her to detest him, he finally agreed to sign the divorce paper.
"I get pregnant after we..." Anya suddenly stopped speaking, because she was reminded of that night.
The night she was leaving for Ustistan, Phil deliberately pretended to be drunk and went to her hotel to look for her.
Obviously, Phil thought about that night, too, but he was afraid to think about it because thinking too much would only make him feel bad, and he knew how good sex they had in bed that night.
During their four-year marriage, he took the initiative to make out almost every time. Anya never took the initiative, but that night she was so enthusiastic and passionate that he was almost overwhelmed.
He forced himself not to think about it, but any picture of that night that came to his mind was enough to make his mouth dry and him hot all over, so he unconsciously got up and went to get some water to cool himself down.
Anya knew in seconds why he wanted to drink water. She became shy and annoyed that she didn't want to eat anymore.
By the time Phil returned to the table, Anya was ready to pack up her dishes and get up.
Phil stopped her and said, "You didn't each much."
"I'm fed up already." It was a pun.
Anya shook off his hand and went to the kitchen.
Phil was very helpless.
It was a physical reaction, and it was not something he could control.
Besides, she was so charming that night that she always reminded him of it.
Phil finished breakfast alone and cleaned up the dishes, and the two set off.
They went to the hospital first, but Phil stopped on the way, which made Anya somewhat confused.
"What's wrong?"
"Be back in a second." Phil got out of the car after telling her this.
When he came back again, he handed her a bag of food. He said gently, "Don't be angry, I promise to try my best not to think about that thing."
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