Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 822 So Many Whys

Of course, Maisie wouldn't believe Ezra's words.

But she immediately asked the question she most wanted to ask, "How do you know?"

On the way back, she ran frantically while wondering what went wrong and how Ezra suddenly knew about the child, but she couldn't figure it out.

Ezra's eyes fell on her red heels, "Can we go to your apartment first?"

He did not think that their current situation and her current state were suitable to talk about this issue. They had a lot of things to talk about and needed a quiet place. Maisie followed his eyes to her heels. Although she was used to wearing high heels, Maisie still felt a burning pain as she ran all the way.

She looked up at Ezra and rejected politely, "There is a coffee shop at the gate of the community. You can wait for me there. I need some time to clean myself."

Maisie instinctively didn't want Ezra to go into her apartment, which was her private space. According to her current relationship with Ezra, he was also not fit to go there. Ezra didn't expect Maisie would say such words, but that didn't stop him from insisting.

"I think it's a private thing and not appropriate to talk in public," he suggested slowly.

Ezra's reaction reminded Maisie of some shameless rascal.

But she had to admit that Ezra did make sense.

If they couldn't make peace and started to quarrel, it was really not good for outsiders to know they were actually fighting for their child.

So Maisie had to compromise and looked at her son in the cart, telling Daisy, "We'll go back first. You may take him for a walk."

"Okay," Daisy answered and hurriedly pushed the cart away.

Maisie walked to the apartment, but it was only then that she felt the pain in her feet, which hurt at every step. Her heels also broke, which made her walk even harder. Ezra followed her, coughed slightly, and asked her, "Need help?"

Perhaps Ezra could give her a hand.

"No, thanks," Maisie refused firmly, simply bent down to take off her high heels, and walked barefoot on the cold ground.

Ezra frowned slightly. When did she become so stubborn?

It was not warm in autumn, let alone walking barefoot. Maisie went so far as to refuse his support.

Maisie was not like this before. She used to be docile and sensible most of the time, no matter on or off the bed, but now she was like a different person, tough and difficult.

What Ezra didn't understand was that Maisie used to be obedient to him because she loved him. She was willing to be intimate with him and allowed him to get close because she wanted to stay with Ezra and cherished her time with him.

Now she didn't love him, they were just strangers. She didn't have to worry about his feelings, and couldn't accept the help of a "strange" man.

It was too ambiguous and inappropriate.

After entering the elevator, Maisie raised her hand to press the button. But Ezra's hand also reached out, and their fingertips touched each other on button 16.

Maisie's put her fingertip down, but Ezra had no intention of moving his hand.

Maisie took a glance at him and quickly withdrew her hand.

She was a little upset, Ezra also pressed button 16, which meant he even knew which floor she was in.

On the 16th floor, Maisie stepped out of the elevator, opened the door, and entered the house, with Ezra following her.

"Suit yourself."

After that, Maisie walked into the bedroom.

Ezra squinted at her graceful back several times before looking around the house.

The decorations of the house were sweet, which was completely different from the style of the apartment she once had in Riverside City. That one had a cold feeling about it.

Much more, the edges and corners of the table cabinet were wrapped up in order to protect the child, which truly showed the consideration of the hostess. There was a big carpet lying in the living room, next to which was a large bookshelf and toy rack.

And there were two photo frames on the table, with two pictures in them respectively.

One was supposed to be taken on the day the baby was born, and the other should be on the day he was one month old.

The latter was the picture of Maisie and the baby. The baby smiled happily in her arms, while she looked down at the child affectionately.

They looked so sweet, but Ezra frowned slightly.

Didn't she think there was something wrong?

Like someone was missing?

In just a few minutes, Maisie walked out. She had changed into other clothes, trimmed her hair, and put a band-aid on her feet. She got two glasses of water and invited Ezra into the study.

Her study was large and suitable for talking.

Because she was a typical career woman, Maisie mainly took a fancy to the size of the study when she considered buying this house. Ezra looked at the tasteless plain water in his hand, and stared at the woman opposite, "Can't I at least get a cup of coffee?"

In the past, when he went to her place, Maisie would prepare his favorite coffee. But now?

Such a big difference!

Maisie responded, "I'm not in the mood to make coffee."

After all, her ex was here, in her own apartment, wanting to know about the baby issue.

Ezra looked at Maisie and snorted, thinking that she was honest.

"Who told you about it?" Maisie started to ask questions.

Ezra confessed, "I'm afraid you can't handle this. Let's talk about the kid first."

Maisie would be devastated if she knew that her most trusted brother had exposed the matter.

Of course, David didn't mean to do this, he just wanted to get back at his father, and he was just too confident about his computer skills.

"So you lied to me when you offered to get rid of the child?"

"And at that time, you have already made up your mind to keep the child."

"Yes."

Maisie didn't deny what he said, answering briefly.

Ezra asked again, "Why?"

"Since you had the baby, why didn't you let me know?"

"Why did you get so many whys? Save it."

Maisie was obviously impatient and aggressive.

Ezra stared at her in disbelief, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears and misheard her.

She was now like a hedgehog, covered with spines.

And the impatience deep in her eyes was revealed, which made him feel hurt.

Maisie added, "Even if you know the reason, can you change anything?"

Maisie didn't know when Ezra had become so nagging. She didn't want to mention the past at all.

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