Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 1073 In Your Dreams

"I..." Phil stared at Anya's fair fingers on the belly and tried to say something.

Anya realized his intention subtly and shrank back a bit immediately. Then she glared at him, "Don't tell me you want to touch it. Not a chance!"

Phil was lost for words.

After that, he smiled helplessly, "Was it so obvious?"

She had guessed what he wanted based on a word he said.

"Your eyes have sold you out." snorted Anya.

She noticed he had fixed his eyes on her belly and related it to the plots in the TV series where fathers would like to caress the pregnant belly and talk to it, which was considered one form of antenatal training. But that was the interaction between the married couple. She had divorced Phil and she didn't think it made sense if she allowed him to do that.

So, she rejected him without thinking. Phil had to give up the thought since Anya was so determined.

"I'll cook lunch for you now," he stood up and said.

Phil had to comfort himself in his mind that he must be more patient. He had to consider Anya's feelings first no matter how eager he wanted to interact with the unborn child.

He convinced himself that the child was too small to feel anything now. He could try harder later. Maybe Anya would let him interact with the child closely by then.

After lunch, Phil went to do the dishes in the kitchen, while Anya picked up a book and started reading on the couch. Maybe the sunshine was too warm and cozy in the afternoon, or maybe she felt very sleepy because of pregnancy, then she felt like sleeping very much after a short while.

She was reading a law book because she took law as an elective. The professor must raise some questions in class if she could attend school tomorrow. She thought she was a top student and didn't want to be baffled.

She had no idea since when Phil had gotten out of the kitchen. She just felt it was suddenly gloomy in front of her and the book was taken away in a second.

"So, a law book helps you sleep?" said Phil, kinda teasing.

"No!" snorted Anya, "I'm just feeling sleepy."

Fine, she admitted it was a bit too hard to understand and she felt sleepy, so she almost fell asleep.

She didn't realize how difficult it was to study law until she took it as an elective. She wondered how Phil had overcome it and she also heard that he did well in every subject, which had brought him fame and prestige before graduation.

"Oh, really? I thought you found it too hard to understand and just fell asleep," said Phil, staring at her face.

"You can just ask me if you have any questions about it. I'm right here," Phil said confidently. Anya couldn't stand his arrogance anymore. She just humphed and sat up abruptly.

"Your time is money, Mr. Henderson. I can't afford to consult you. I'd better go to school and seek help from the professors later."

The professors in college were ready to teach and solve problems for students. It was their job and she didn't need to worry about anything else. God knows what kind of unreasonable demands Phil would ask from her if she turned to him for help.

Phil didn't insist and began leafing through the book.

He was thinking if it was necessary to be an honorary professor in her school to teach the lesson specially for her. Then, she would feel free to ask him questions.

"I'm taking a nap in bed," said Anya. She just didn't want to stay with Phil anymore. They had been in the same room for a whole morning and she could smell him everywhere.

"Go ahead," Phil said neatly.

However, Phil knocked at the door again while Anya was about to lie on the bed, "What's up?"

"Can you open the door, please? I have something to tell you," said Phil.

Anya was really annoyed. What was he thinking? Couldn't he just tell her everything before she returned to her room?

A couple of days ago, Phil broke into the room while she was sleeping. Since then, Anya locked the door when she got in. She was really too lazy and sleepy right now but she still had to open the door, which had irritated her a lot.

She swore that she would make him regret it if he didn't tell her something seriously important.

Bearing the thought in mind, Anya answered the door.

With a book in his hand, Phil stared at her and waved the book. "I'll read to the baby every day from now on. It's antenatal training."

Anya was speechless. That was it?

She felt rage surging up in her chest.

But she bore it and said in annoyance, "I can read to the baby by myself."

Anya thought she was capable of doing antenatal training by herself. It wasn't a big deal to her, since she was a girl of many talents. He could just save the trouble reading to the baby.

She didn't want to listen to his reading. She couldn't calm herself down whenever she heard his deep and low voice, which was like something tugging at her heart.

That was why she rejected him.

"That's different. And it's the only chance that I can be close to the baby for a whole day long, right? You're not going to deprive me of my right as a father, are you? Come on. I'm the father of the baby!" Phil tried hard to fight for it.

Anya couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Mr. Henderson, are you guilt-tripping me on the moral high ground now? Indeed, you are a good lawyer. You're worthy of your job! You win, OK!" Anya put on a false smile and glared at him.

Phil burst into laughter at her glib satire, "Be right back at you."

She was good at arguing.

"I reject your proposal." Anya wasn't gonna compromise, "And, there's no room for negotiation, either."

What a sly old fish! She couldn't do anything with him when he moved into her room shamelessly like that. Now he was going to take up her time for sleeping? No way! Just in his dreams!

Anya was firmly determined, so Phil had to give up and face the music, "Fine."

Then, he was kicked out of the room rudely.

Phil took a look at the book in his hand, shook his head, and sighed. It seemed he had to come up with something else to approach her.

He truly wanted to have some interactions with the unborn baby. He still wanted to tell him something though he might not feel it or hear it in the belly.

He wanted to tell the baby that he loved his mother and it very much, that he would do everything he could to enable them to live well, and that he wanted to win his mother back and give him a complete family If possible, he wished the baby was a girl.

If he was gonna have a daughter, he would feel he never lived enough even if he would have only one child in his life.

He wouldn't be heartless like his parents and he wouldn't leave the child behind to live with the older generations in indifference. Instead, he was going to be a responsible father and he would be there for his child all the time.

He would love them and care the most about them. Nothing else in the world was more important to him.