Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart novel Chapter 970

Maisie and Ezra then arrived at Phil's villa. Having rang the door bell for so long, they got no answer. But as Phil's car was parked outside of his villa, that meant he was at home.

Maisie took a glance on the lock of the door and said, "I will call Anya for the code."

"Okay," replied Ezra.

It seemed that was the only way as, perhaps, Phil would not like to open his door for them.

At that time, Maisie put through Anya on the phone. It sounded like she hadn't gone to bed. "Anya, we were here to see Phil, but he seemed drunk now. Could you tell me the code of his door lock?" She asked.

Instantly, Anya told Maisie the code and the call was ended in Maisie's thanks. She didn't even ask about Phil, though Maisie mentioned that he got drunk.

Finally, Maisie and Ezra opened the door with the given code. As soon as they stepped inside, a seemingly horrific scene was right in front of them. The living room was such a mess. Obviously, Phil and Anya had a fight at the living room as the snow-white carpet was splashed with blood.

Maisie sighed in her heart. They were supposed to be watching TV at their home at that time. However, they should be home and so intimate to each other, but were told what Phil had done. There was no doubt that everything was falling apart.

As Ezra walked inside, he rushed to the basement. Phil lived in a villa. Inside its basement were liquor cabinet and lounge where Phil collected various fine wines.

Sure enough, Phil was totally drunk with a few of bottles next to him.

When Ezra got down, Phil was sitting on the floor, leaning against the cabinet with his legs bending up and looking dispirited.

As hardly did Ezra know how to comfort Phil, he helped Phil lay on the couch aside. Though there was floor heating in the villa, he could not just let Phil keep sitting on the floor.

Speaking of the floor heating, it reminded Ezra that Phil did not live here at the beginning. As the original one had no floor heating while Anya always had her barefoot on the ground. Phil then just moved into a villa with floor heating which was set in the entire house after costly renovation.

Phil had done countless crazy things for Anya. However, when it came to Phil's mind, it turned out to be such poignancy and became numerous knives deeply stabbing into his heart.

The more love that he gave Anya before, the more hurt he got right now.

"Why are you here?" Drunk and sleepy though, Phil managed to recognize that the man before him was Ezra.

"Stop torturing yourself. That's your fate." Straightly Ezra left words to Phil.

If it was not his fate, then what?

At the beginning, all of them persuaded Phil to make his confession first. But as he was worried that Anya would not accept it after she knew the truth, he persisted in keeping it as a secret.

Now as the truth was unfolded, Anya could not accept him, could she?

Being with her for years though, it finally came to an end in vain, didn't it?

On the contrary, it was because he had spent time with her too cheerfully, at this time, he was overwhelmingly hurt.

If they had not been together from the start, it wouldn't be so hurt now.

Phil lay on the couch with his hand on his forehead, stubbornly saying, "I control my own fate."

Ezra got angry but amused by him, "Now it is just the case. You're still not letting it go."

At that time, Maisie got downstairs as well with a blanket founded on a couch in her hands. She handed it over to Ezra, and he put it on Phil shortly.

Phil pulled up the blanket on his face, "Leave me alone. Don't worry about it."

Soon, Ezra changed his topic, "Tristin went for Anya tonight."

Maisie glanced at him and thought why he brought up the topic about Tristin. Was he just to provoke Phil deliberately?"

What should they do if Phil was so irritated that he was reluctant to get divorce and let her go?