Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter983: Pain in the ass

"Your hesitation reflects your trust on us which we all are happy about." Nina, sitting next to Anya, gave her a big hug.

"Thanks. I know you all mean it well for me," Anya was much moved. "I will further my preparation for studying abroad. I prefer to be around my mom for several days before departure.

"Feel free to tell us your difficulties; we will try our best to help you out." Maisie said softly.

"I will." Anya lamented, looking at these outstanding women before her.

She had managed to avoid contact with Phil's acquaintances when she was with Phil, so she barely knew Emelia and her friends. But now she made friends with them while she divorced Phil and planned to go abroad.

Sometimes fate was a quirk.

They had barbecue for lunch: a pure DIY one of which all the ingredients were arranged by Ezra; they just enjoyed it leisurely.

"Don't you think men sometimes matters not so much? I mean we are better off without them." Nina sighed.

"Someone like Cameron may be unhappy to hear it, don't you think? Anya giggled.

"How come? He already knew who I am and got used to it." Nina answered freely.

Anya envied Nina and Cameron for their love - from love at first sight to long-lived love till now - it was pure yet profound.

But the love between her and Phil was completely different; she never felt they were close in any sense.

The decision to marry him was made against her will and her wits.

Actually, it was made in the desperation of her and her family.

That her father cheated on her mom and kept a mistress for many years was already a body blow; the double whammy was her mom's serious injury in a car accident. She totally collapsed and wanted to die. She ran to the beach crying and thew herself into the sea in the middle of the night.

Phil sprinted off his car to drag her out when the sea above her knee. She still remembered that he was somber and kind of terrified at that time.

She collapsed into the beach as soon as rescued from the sea.

"I can help you win your fullest rights and interests through lawsuits. I can pay others to treat your mother. There is no difficulty that cannot be overcome!" He ground his teeth and condescended to her. It was easy for him to overcome anything, but the solution he just mentioned was the very thing she had huge difficulties with.

"But the premise is that you need to marry me." He declared so in the wake of her bitter tears.

"Why?" She was too shocked to keep crying, looking up to him and asking in a blank.

"You don't need to know why. Just know that there is no harm doing so." He didn't answer to her question explicitly and fudged.

She did think it through there was no harm at all except that she did not love him.

Anya supposed Phil did not love her either because she believed she was not attractive to him. A man with his enterprise and good-look probably must have some embarrassing secrets, otherwise there was no reason for him to be single. Their marriage was nominal at best.

She nodded for his proposal considering she needed his help indeed.

She felt him repulsive from the beginning of their marriage because she thought they were simply using each other and their marriage wouldn't last long. She was never genuinely open to him and spent four years with him awkwardly.

The mutual admiration between Nina and Cameron was always the envy of her. She believed that true love should stay that pure and simple without any interest-seeking.

Love should start at a young age, mature through thick and thin, and still blossom over years.

Just as the love between Nina and Cameron.

"Just drop it in the rubbish bin." Phil said without looking when Arthur returned the ring Anya told him to give Phil.

"What's wrong with you to throw such an expensive ring into a rubbish bin? Arthur cursed.

Arthur and his friends all knew what it took for Phil to have the top designer to design that ring for Anya.

But now it was not about money he put in, but about his deep love for Anya. He might regret about abandoning it one day.

"What's the benefit to keep it then?" Someone just doesn't care."

"Or I should keep it for my new wife? How is that a respectful deed?"

"This belongs to you. If it is to be dropped, it should be done by you!" Phil's nonchalance made Arthur so mad that he put the ring on a cabinet and exploded.

He did not believe that Phil could replace anyone else to marry him.

Arthur really did not hope to see Phil act stubbornly on refusing to tell because he himself had suffered from it.

His stubbornness had prevented him from getting things right with Jean for many times and finally missed her. He sincerely wished that Phil could speak from his heart, not from his temper.

But Phil was neither being duplicitous nor playing hard-to-get.

After all, "Be off with the old, on with the new."

There was no need for him to insist on her while she acted so ruthlessly.

Phil fiddled with his phone to deal with corporate business with his hand that was not put on a drip after sweeping through the ring on the cabinet. He was somehow extremely annoyed by the e-mails sent from senior managers.

Did he employ a bunch of idiots? Otherwise, there shouldn't be no progress at all for such a simple case.

The case could proceed with the simplest method, but they were simply passing the buck.

Had it not been on holidays, he would choose to make a phone call and bawl them out.

And why the hell the wind outside was so strong?

Whines of the wind blowing through the cracks in the windows couldn't be more irritable now.

In a word, everything was a pain in the ass for him right now.

He flung his phone aside, laying against the hospital bed, closing his eyes for a while and opening them after. His eyes were finally fixated on the ring in the rubbish bin nearby.

The frosty man seemed to confront the ring silently for a long time, and bent down to pick it up in the end.

After cleaning it with tissues carefully, he was no longer irritated, breathed smoothly and stopped frowning on the case handled by his staff.

He fetched his phone to proceed with his work and responded shortly with next steps to several e-mails sent to him.

He shouldn't be mad at them; after all, they were making money for him full steam ahead.

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