Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 866 Matching Shirts

Maisie couldn't suppress her anger anymore.

She specifically walked out of the bedroom to let rip at him. She sent him a voice mail, "Can you stop acting like an ass? I barely slept last night for taking care of Ezio."

After sending it, she flung herself onto the sofa. Now she was totally awake.

How could she continue to sleep after receiving such endless messages?

How come she didn't realize Ezra was such an asshole before?

Ezra was a perfect and admirable man in her mind when they were together. But now everything had changed.

Did he change or did she change?

Ezra presumably knew that Maisie was awake now. He called her to apologize, "Sorry about waking you up."

He added, "I will take care of Ezio tonight."

Maisie refused without thinking, "He can't fall asleep without me."

Ezio got used to having Maisie nearby in his sleep and would want his mother's company more than ever after the incident.

"It is fine." Ezra said on the phone, "I will carry him to your bedroom if he wakes up and looks for you."

Ezra already had a plan. He could sleep in Maisie's extra guest room with Ezio at night.

But Maisie asked him with shock, "What does that mean? You are living at my house?"

His words were vague. She had to make clear what that meant.

Ezra paused for a while and then said, "Maisie, we are getting married. Since I am your husband, where do you expect me to

live except in your place? After all, I don't have real estate in this city."

"Of course, we can stay in the hotel room if you want. I can have someone book the best suite for us."

Maisie was too startled and irritated to say anything.

Screw you!

At this moment all Maisie could think about was swear words. For the very first time, she had the urge to yell at people. But she shut her mouth out of the good education she received. Judging from his words, Erza completely forgot the contract she gave him last night.

They were a just nominal couple and there was no need for him to live at her home. "Now I have a second thought Call it off" She huna un the nhone after savina this

act like a spoiled child on the ground that he got the privilege to do so.

Maisie had never gotten the privilege to do so nor did she fancy acting like a child. But this time she really ran out of good ways to deal with Ezra.

Maisie was deeply annoyed.

Unlike Ezra who had no shame in going back on his words, Maisie was the kind of person who carefully constructed plans and stuck to them. Yesterday Ezra was in favor of her proposal but today he was talking about moving into her house.

Maisie was at a loss what to say so she bluntly canceled it.

Ezra didn't call or text her after she hung up. At this time Ezio woke up so she went to play with Ezio and put the call behind her.

About twenty minutes later, someone knocked on the door. Maisie went to answer it and the guest appeared to be Ezra.

With the takeout of a renowned restaurant in his hands, Ezra smiled at her faintly. But Maisie was disturbed by his smile.

She was surprised at his courage to show up after the call.

They had a pretty rough conversation on the phone, didn't they?

Looking at the man outside the door, Maisie compressed her lips. She didn't know what to say.

But he was at ease, asking her, "Did you have breakfast? I brought something to eat."

Before Maisie could say anything, Ezio, who was carried by her, got thrilled at seeing Ezra, babbling, and longing for Ezra's hug.

Ezra directly passed the bags to her and said, "Let me hold him for a while."

Maisie therefore, passed Ezio to him while taking the breakfast out of his hands. His fingers touched hers during the

process. Maisie swiftly pulled back and ran away with the bags.

Ezra might not be bold enough to show his discontent in front of her, but he could make some noise behind her back, like humping.

He turned to talk with Ezio, "Unlike your picky mother, you are easy to be pleased."

But Ezio couldn't follow Ezra. And Ezra was sunk in thought when he saw the gauze on his forehead.

Diana, that bitch, should be responsible for what she had done.

Ezra brought the breakfast. So they sat at the dinner table and had breakfast together.

Daisy cleverly finished eating rapidly to leave them alone.

Ezra took the initiative and said, "I brought you a shirt. You can wear it when we obtain the marriage certificate."

Maisie choked on the congee after hearing that. She didn't think Ezra would be willing to marry her after she said those things on the phone.

To her surprise, he not only showed up with takeout but also emphasized getting a marriage certificate.

What about his esteem?

Maisie had basic knowledge about Ezra. He arguably had never been submissive to a woman like this. Ezra added, "The shirt is in the same design as the white shirt I am wearing now, but in female size." Maisie couldn't believe what she was hearing. She gaped at him as if he were something quirky. Did he prepare two matching outfits?

This was too intimate. She couldn't bear wearing that.

Ezra looked at her and said, "Don't worry. I knew your size quite well. I am sure it fits you."

Maisie blushed immediately. As a matter of fact, it was hugely inappropriate for him to say what a husband would say to his wife, given that they weren't a loving couple.

To diffuse the awkward situation, Maisie looked down and continued to eat.

She now saw what he was planning. Ezra was keen on getting married today and he wouldn't stop until he achieved his goal.

Ezra urged Maisie to get changed after she had her breakfast. To be honest, the shirt he picked fit her well. Yet she still couldn't stand the thought of wearing a matching outfit with him. After hesitating, Maisie decided to take off the shirt.

Maisie walked out of the bedroom and found an excuse, "It didn't fit me. I can wear my own clothes."

"That's impossible." Ezra was confident in his judgment. Daisy was also there taking care of Ezio and could hear their conversation, which made Maisie uncomfortably embarrassed.

She winked at him, intending to get him to behave well.

But Ezra looked at him firmly, saying, "Which part of the shirt didn't fit? I will call to have them send you another one."

Don't try to fool him. The shirt was just an excuse for her to avoid dressing similarly to him.