There He Is Again My Ex Husband by Emily Jenkins

Cara was fine physically, but she had a complete mental breakdown. She woke up from the hospital and lost her temper in the ward by breaking up several things. At the same time, Trevon had to stand aside in silence.

Seething with anger, Cara vented her anger on him and cursed, “What are you doing there? Call your son right now! Loser.”

Swallowing the humiliation of the word “loser”, he asked, “Why are you calling him? Is he not cruel enough to us?”

Cara roared crazily, “Call him. Let him know he’s pissing me off. Make him feel guilty! He is a heartless son.”

Trevon felt these words ridiculous since she, an unqualified mother, should not accuse Phil of his indifference after she treated her mother-in-law ruthlessly.

Trevon was told that his mother was seriously ill and insisted on returning home, but Cara tried to stop him.

Now, Phil’s move was retribution for what she had done.

Deep in thought, Trevon was angry. “No. You can call him yourself.”

Then, he decisively walked out of the ward, leaving her to vent her anger alone.

Cara, irritated by her son, trembled when treated by her husband in this way.

She could not deign to call her son or justify her accusation. She could only reprimand him indirectly, hoping someone else to scold him for her.

Phil returned to Anya’s house with his laptop and other things and didn’t see her in the living room.

closed bedroom door, he knew she

talked to him or not, he just wanted her by his

apartment, she used her computer on a long, solid wood dining table she bought

laptop were placed on the dining room table. He dealt with his job and then prepared some fruit in the kitchen. Soon he was knocking on the bedroom door with a

fruit,” he intimately called

by his sudden move

and didn’t respond to him to show

Eat

she was angry and he

be able to change

plate of fruit from him, saying politely,

could you finish your job?” she said and tilted her head to look in the direction of the dining table, and noticing his papers spread all over the dining table, she frowned

to finish her homework on the

her mind. “Do you want to use the

“Yes, I

the table, and

could say anything, he walked to clear the table to make room for

want to sit face to face with him because then she

to sit with

table. She believed he deliberately made room for her to stay with her in the living

plate from her hand. When he came back again, he smiled and said, “Do you