There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

And what Anya didn't tell Phil was that this was the first coffee she ever had after learning that she was pregnant.
Although the doctor didn't prevent her from having coffee, she still couldn't be assured. Therefore, she had been suppressing the
urge to have a cup of coffee. No long ago she had a full pregnancy test and the result indicated that the baby was in perfectly
good health, which was the reason why she dared to have coffee today.
Smelling the scent of coffee beans at the coffee shop, she finally ordered one cup of coffee.
Besides, she didn't prepare to drink up the coffee. However, Phil frowned at hearing that she wanted a cup of coffee, which made
Anya annoyingly uncomfortable.
This man had no idea of the situation right now. He wasn't in the position to discipline and judge her. Thinking that his worry was
on account of the baby, she rebelliously ordered a cup of coffee under his watch.
As much as he didn't say anything, she could sense his dissatisfaction.
But disobeying him was exactly her favorite thing to do.
She gave the money to Phil but received no reply from him. She continued, "I know why you fired my servant and promised to
take charge of my meals. You think I couldn't take care of myself and thus your baby will incur malnutrition. So I accepted your
offer."
Phil pinched his temples. There was something weird at the things she said.
Baby wasn't the sole reason. As a matter of fact, he cared more about her!
But now didn't seem a good time to explain this to her. He wondered if he misunderstood. Did Anya just approve his suggestion?
"But I won't eat the meals you cook for free. I will pay you." After saying this, she took out an envelope with a pile of money
inside. This wasn't a small amount judging from outside.
Phil was angrily amused.
He glared at the young pretty girl in front of him and said, "To hire me you need more money."
Anya seriously answered him, "I might not have enough money to hire you as my lawyer. But to hire you as my servant is
affordable to me. It is legitimate for you to decline and I will be fine hiring the previous servant back."

The corners of Phil's mouth were curving up. He was desperate to see her every day and Anya knew that quite well so that she
had the courage to talk to him like this.
"Money is not a problem. Actually I won't take one penny from you." He pushed back the envelope to her.
"But I have to pay you because I don't want to owe you." She pushed back.
Phil decided to terminate this meaningless fight. He took the money and said, "Deal."
"I will take care of your meals from now on." He repeated this to stress that she had no way back because she suggested first
and he agreed.
Anya looked at him in earnest and said, "I know you are concerned about the baby. So am I. I wish the baby be born healthily. So
there are no reasons for you to fear that I might do something stupid."
"I want you to know that our relationship was akin to the relationship between an employer and a servant. And that's all"
This might sound like a lengthy explanation but her actual purpose was to minimize the part he played in her life.
Her statement was driving Phil frantic.
Before he could retort, Anya passed him a key. "This is the key to my apartment. If you are willing to come to my place and cook
a meal for me, please inform me beforehand so that I could tell you whether I am available. "
"And please tell me if you can't come to my place so that I can prepare food for myself."
She titled her head after saying that and added, "That's all."
That was all Anya wanted to say with Phil.
She knew he loved the baby and permitted him to enter her kitchen. She gave him the opportunity to fulfill his duty as a father
from the start.
Anya thought that she had already given enough attention to his feelings. But Phil didn't think it that way according to his
expression.
"My schedule is tight. Goodbye." Anya didn't plan to argue with him so she stood up and was about to leave,

Before she could take the first step, Phil stopped her by grabbing her arm firmly.
Anya was highly uncomfortable with the sudden physical contact. She tried to break away and glared at him. "What are you
doing?"
But he tightened his grip on her arm. He spoke seriously, "Please stay. I want to clarify something."
Anya thought that he only cared about the baby?
In her mind, his willingness to cook for her was completely out of the baby?
He couldn't stay calm anymore. He had to make himself fully understood.
However, in the next moment, the woman he was gripping burst into tears. "Phil, you are hurting me!"
Her dropping tears made him ruefully sorry. He hurriedly let go of her and her arm was no surprisingly red.
Phil felt a sudden dart of panic. He was conscious of her vulnerable skin. When they were still together, she bruised easily even
if he touched her with the least strength. Probably he grabbed her arm too hard in haste and forgot to control himself.
But it wasn't his intention to hurt her. Her tears alarmed him and he wished to chop off his arm that hurt her if possible.
"I am so sorry..." He hurriedly stood up and tried to soothe her.
But Anya didn't give him the chance to do so. She angrily shrugged him away and walked out of the coffee shop quickly. Phil had
no choice but to follow her.
In her way back to her apartment, Anya ignored Phil behind and quickened her pace.
Realizing the unusual atmosphere between them, Phil relinquished his effort to elaborate anything. All he could do now was to
escort her to her apartment.
After looking at windows on the second floor for a while, Phil looked down at his hand. He doubted if he really gripped her arm
that hard.
Despite that the skin he touched turned red, he couldn't have hurt her by instinct.
Now he was highly suspicious that she lied to him.