There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

"That doesn't matter. I'm not demanding three meals a day from you; an occasional meal is all that we need. You are so good at your work, so there is no reason you should not come into your own."

"I didn't see that coming that you are so reasonable and considerate." Maisie cast a glance at him.

Most men are male chauvinists to some extent who wish women to devote more to family over work, and so did Ezra in theory. He did not lack money; he should demand women's devotion to family but now he chose to support Maisie's career without reserve. Maisie was kind of moved.

She would not give up on her career for anything because she knew well the importance of women's careers. If Ezra forced her to choose family over career, chances were that she would give up on him but not her career.

Of course, Ezra was not the target here: any man who demanded Maisie quit her job would not win her agreement. Men were far less important than careers, which was the consensus among Emilia Jones, Nina, Jean, and her.

"Have I ever been unreasonable? Am I the kind of man who only believes in women's value for the family? Ezra grunted and grabbed her hand suddenly.

Maisie withdrew her hand snappishly from Ezra who jumped at every opportunity to take advantage of her.

He clinched to her with his intact arm lest she escaped when they need to mingle with others.

It was under pretext that he held her hands in front of people; now they were in private, so he did it on purpose.

"Well, you are a good man who respects women." Maisie was going to leave with that perfunctory response.

"You can't gloss it over like that! It seems that I am truly unreasonable." Ezra grabbed her again and protested.

"You have to tell me 'Who' I really am in your eyes!"

"Well…" Words failed Maisie.

not be perfunctory. She did not want to talk too much with Ezra now, but the light in Ezra's eyes showed no sign of

and want to go to sleep." She looked

since their reunion. Ezra

too

occupied by the funeral of Roman recently, and Ezra had to take care of such other company business, like

would be busy burying Roman tomorrow. It appeared he was being a little

no more and went to turn off the

their son's crib, Ezra on the other. They slept like this these days, lying on the bed with nothing else to think about, at least that was true of Maise who was

called her as

her on

say

thought he could not be

silent as Maisie said no more, but his mind became acuter as his injured arm began to heal. For example, he wanted to hold the woman into his arm and had a good

burial ceremony tomorrow would mark the end of these messy things, the beginning of peace between him and Maisie, and the start of days exclusive to his family

he heard the regular breath of Maisie. He sighed - She was torturing him. They shared a bed, but she fell into sleep earlier

the graveyard the day Roman was buried. Many of them were Roman's old acquaintances; several people came from the family

Ezra did not even look

were here just because Ezra gave them

while Ezra planned