Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 857 Not Granting His Wish

The minute when Ezra went out of Julian's place, he was called away by Roman, who of course aimed at the child.

Ezra was barely in the ward when Roman asked earnestly, "How's it going? Has Maisie agreed?"

Ezra answered in a casual tone, "I don't know. I didn't ask her."

His father was so enraged that he inhaled several times to ease his anger and asked, "Then do you have any photo or video of my grandson? Let me see him."

Ezra said, "No. I didn't take any."

Roman couldn't help raising his voice, "Why? Why? You know I love the child. You are deliberately hindering me!"

He was so angry. The only photos Roman had at hand were sent by some anonymous account. God knew how eager he was to see the child in person. If it was not for his poor health, Roman would have flown to Grafstin a long time ago.

And Ezra spent several days in Grafstin, which meant he could have taken some photos so that his eagerness could be soothed.

But Ezra didn't. He didn't take any. Roman felt his anger was burning him to hell.

Ezra explained calmly, "I'm not used to taking photos."

Actually, Ezra had abundant videos and photos of the child. But showing them to his father was not something he wanted to do. If the child was a girl, who knew whether he would still be so eager?

Moreover, whenever he thought of the accident arranged by his father, Ezra felt his hatred toward Roman growing more than ever.

Now that Ezra had developed certain feelings for Maisie, it became even more unbearable for Ezra. How could he grant his father's wishes?

Roman said peremptorily, "Then you can video chat with her now. Let me see the child."

Ezra spread his hands, "I'm on the blacklist."

It was true that Ezra had once been on the blacklist, but Maisie had moved him out. He was deliberately lying to Roman.

Roman, feeling a huge wave of anger washing over him, scolded, "What have you done? How come you guys are not coming along? How should we bring up the kid thing to her?"

Ezra stood there in a desultory manner, completely ignoring his father.

Roman clenched his teeth, "If you cannot bring the kid back, I will do it myself."

Ezra raised his head up and glared at him.

"Then I'm going to make it clear today. If you dare to lay your hands on them, I will be the first to pull your oxygen tube out."

Actually, there were some worse things he did not utter, but his eyes had betrayed what was going on in his mind.

Roman certainly felt the hostility that was making him trembling all over. He wagged his finger at him but could not utter a word for quite a while.

Ezra cracked a cold smile and was about to leave when Roman stopped him with a resigned sigh, "I promise you, so long as you bring the child back, I will give you everything. I had the lawyer make a new will. Once the child is back, those testaments will take effect immediately and you will have the whole Canuli."

Seeing that he wouldn't be threatened, Roman had no other way but to bend the rule, hoping to move him with this promise.

But Ezra remained headstrong and left without even looking back.

Roman pressed his lips angrily when his phone rang. It was from Janie.

Janie seemed flustered and was crying, "Linda's not well. Just now, a nurse called me and said she felt her chest tight and passed out. I'm on my way to see her now. What should I do?"

"What caused her chest tightness?" At the moment, Roman was not in a mood to care for Janie, since he had no idea how to deal with his dear grandson.

Janie seemed more upset, "I don't know. She was good before, but not since she's in the nursery house. Is there any problem with the nursery house?" Maybe it was due to her instincts. Janie suddenly became suspicious of Diana. After all, it was Diana who proposed to send her daughter to this place. Roman analyzed, "I don't think she knew our relationship. She's too calm. It's not like her."

"Don't think too much. Linda's weak all the time. Go check her first." Roman consoled her succinctly.

It was pretty amazing that Linda could make it until today. She was probably dead a long time ago if she had not invested a huge sum. So in Roman's eyes, there was nothing sad about her passing away. For him, Roman would rather put his attention on his dear grandson than on Linda.

After contemplating for a long time in the ward, Roman took out his phone and called Maisie.

Roman got her number a long time ago and did not intend to dial this number for he thought Ezra was able to handle the thing. Well, he also felt a bit shameful to call Maisie after he had planned the car accident.

But Ezra's words left him no choice.

Soon the phone was picked up. A woman's light voice wafted over, "Hello?"

Roman cleared his throat and said in a flattery tone, "It's Ezra's father."

Maisie frowned. She could almost see his intention, but she pretended to know nothing, "Nice to hear from you, Mr. Cantillo."

It would be preposterous if she said that she had no grudge over him, but it would be better for her to conceal her emotions before he made a move.

If she hung up the phone immediately, it would be immature.

Roman was surprised to replace out how calm Maisie was. He stopped a moment and mentioned the car accident first, "I want to make an official apology to you for what I have done to you. I thought you were still in touch with Ezra, but I was wrong. And I'm sorry for that."

Maisie said blandly, "It's over now. And the apology is not necessary, since my childhood and I are both fine now."

It seemed Maisie had let it go, but her last sentence was a slap in Roman's face. If the accident had been more severe, the adorable child would not have been alive now.

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