There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Since she had been taking care of herself for a few months, she could make some simple dishes though she was not quite good at cooking. Cooking noodles was very easy for her. And she was even able to make it both delicious and good-looking.

In fact, she was a woman who looked for a high quality of life. This was what Lorie had taught her since her childhood. She did not know how to do lots of things before, not because she didn’t want to do them, but because Phil did not give her any opportunity to do these chores.

During this time she gradually adapted herself to the kitchen things and learned to cook a bowl of noodles deliciously.

While waiting for the water to boil, Anya took a look at Phil's refrigerator. She took out broccoli, cut it and blanched it, and then made stir-fry broccoli with garlic.

Anyway, Phil had an upset stomach now, so it was good for him to eat lightly. If he wanted to eat some complicated meat dishes, she wouldn't be able to make it.

So when Phil sat down at the table, he saw such a pleasing picture. Although it was the simplest and lightest meal, for him it was the most delicious meal of his life.

Before eating, he had already felt happy and thought it must be very delicious. Since it was cooked by his beloved girl, he hated to eat it.

And Anya, who was sitting opposite him, saw him staring at the noodles on the table without any reaction, and got slightly embarrassed. For someone like Phil, who was used to eating delicacies, he should have no appetite for such simple food.

And his cooking skills were so good. Every time he cooked for her, he always made a full meal.

After seconds of embarrassment she said bluntly to Phil, "If it is not your liking, ask Gaven to bring you food."

He was ill after all. It was not good to force him to eat food that he didn’t like. That would be so inhumane.

"How could it not?" Phil suddenly looked up and denied her words in excitement, which startled Anya.

"I just…I can't bear to eat them!" Phil seriously stressed, "This is the first time you made me food. I have to take a picture to commemorate it."

Anya's embarrassment turned into shyness, especially when she saw that he was really about to take out his phone to take pictures. She hurriedly stopped him.

"Can you stop being so tacky?" Anya's tone was full of disgust.

food and posted it online, it would really

speechless, thinking if this badly-cooked thing was

some big shots. If Phil did that, Anya herself would

that Anya was really annoyed, Phil hurriedly put away his cell phone and coaxed her, "Fine. I won't take that

Anya was speechless.

he

the meal not because she

pitied him, and did not want to see that Phil, the baby’s father, died

finally stopped, and the two ate quietly face to

collar that wide?" Anya was being

himself up like a dumpling. Now

"I have

asked, "Aren't people supposed to feel

fever, she felt so cold that she kept shivering and wanted to cover her body with several

dissimilar. I will get hot when having a fever." Phil lied brazenly, just refusing to admit that he deliberately pulled the

him, and only lowered

tongue were flattered. Phil was surprised that Anya's simple noodles would be so delicious, which made

little girl, and whenever he mentioned her to others, he always liked to call her

seen her for several months since their divorce. When they

but he had not properly

many thoughts

her was so

"You’ve had dinner. You'd better take the fever-reducing medicine again later.

what to say but thought, ‘I know you care about me. Why do you have to

Anya, "It's late. I'll ask Gaven to send you

unnecessary, "No, I can go back