Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 919 Their Pasts

Finally getting Ezra's help, Ruth felt relieved and struggled to get up from the ground. Ezra didn't bother to share a space with her and was ready to leave. "Wait a sec." Ruth stopped them.

Ezra paused, turning to look back. His expression was full of impatience. But Ruth ignored Ezra and looked at Maisie beside him, saying slowly, "Maisie, in fact, Ezra is not a playboy as it is rumored." Maisie was stunned for a moment, while Ezra raised his eyebrows, and then looked at Ruth.

Ruth explained with a wry smile, "My mother and I deliberately created a lot of his dirty files. We were trying to discredit him."

Maisie turned to look at Ezra beside him in surprise, while the latter met her eyes with a sense of grievance and snorted lightly.

"I wish you happiness." Finishing her last words, Ruth turned around and left the place first.

After Ruth left, the secluded space became quieter. Ezra did not speak, nor did Maisie.

Finally, Ezra lost his patience and stepped forward. He leaned the woman in the hallway against the wall behind him and asked in a low voice, "What are you thinking?"

Maisie looked up at him and said, "Why don't you ever explain those scandals?"

She never thought that those were fake and were planned by Diana and Ruth.

Maisie was very sad to see that Ezra was around a lot of women. After they got back together, Maisie could also hear his scandals, which made her even more upset.

Ezra was with her, but he was still hooking up with other women. All Maisie felt was his disrespect for her and endless loss of inferiority complex. She blamed it all on herself.

"There is nothing to explain." Ezra looked inexplicably serious. "The truth will speak for itself. There's much more darkness in the world than we can't imagine. The only thing we can do is to put all our efforts into making ourselves stronger. As long as we are strong enough, the criticism of others will never defeat us."

Maisie looked at the man. She had no idea that Ezra had such a serious and transparent mind beneath his careless appearance. Ezra looked at the woman's red lips, which opened slightly in surprise. He swallowed hard, restraining the impulse to kiss her.

He leaned slightly and whispered in her ear, almost close to the woman's earlobe, "The right will never be wrong."

Maisie was shocked and looked in disbelief at the handsome face that was so close to her. The sentence he just whispered was the lyrics of her favorite song. To be exact, when she was with Ezra, she often played that song. They listened to a lot of songs together, but Maisie didn't think that Ezra would remember the lyrics of this song.

Did he especially recite the lyrics?

"I didn't expect that I fell in love with the song myself," Ezra explained in a warm voice.

Maisie didn't speak. She didn't expect herself to have such an influence on him.

Ezra sighed heavily and said, "I was addicted after you left. I listened to his songs all day."

"Addicted" might not be the best description. "Crazy" would be much better.

He listened to it while driving, while staying at home, and on the way out on a business trip. He looped every song Maisie liked.

At that time, Ezra did not know that Maisie was so important to him that he even carved every song she liked into his bones, thinking that he was just used to listening to those songs, but later he found that he was just trying to replace a trace of comfort.

"You are not addicted to me, but the singer." Maisie doubted that she would have such a great influence on him and instinctively felt that it was because of the brilliant singer.

"Do you want me to be more straightforward?"

Seeing that she was getting on her nerves again, Ezra added, "Maisie, because I love you, your preferences can influence me."

Maisie became a little confused. He had said such a straightforward confession more than once. She did not know what happened to her, from the initial unbelievable to the present kind of belief. Sure enough, a man's rhetoric could move a woman very much.

"Do you really have no trust in me?" Ezra helplessly spread his hand, "As for my past, Ruth has just clarified something for me. Is there anything else you wanna know?" Maisie pursed her lips and finally looked up at him.

Now that he said so, she asked.

She felt really uncomfortable several times when they were together. Those grievances had been piled up at the bottom of her heart, so she didn't choose to trust him.

"Once at a charity night, you and a model left one after another, booked the same hotel, and the next day you came out together." Maisie lowered her head and said, "Did you spend the night together?"

It was a big question in her heart, especially since they had just been together, and she was so uneasy that she always felt that her relationship with him was not true.

That model was famous for her perfect shape and beautiful face, which was the type that every man would like. Ezra was photographed by the reporter coming out of the hotel with the model. She was heartbroken at that time.

Then Maisie was shrouded in a deep sense of inferiority. She began to feel that she was just a loser compared to that model. She remembered that when Ezra said she was going to her place that night, she refused on the grounds that she had to work overtime.

In the following week, Maisie had all kinds of excuses to avoid Ezra. She was not good at quarreling, but she didn't want to talk to him against her will.

How did Maisie and Ezra make up later? It seemed that Maisie went to the bar to drink after work and just ran into Ezra. Ezra was so annoyed after being refused for a week that he took Maisie out of tie bar as soon as he saw her.

Maisie had already drunk a lot at that time. Holding the tree next to her, she began to vomit. Because of the burn in her stomach, Maisie squatted down and began to cry. Silently and Painfully.