Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart
Chapter 946 The Simplest Wish

Emelia hurriedly dragged Maise to the gate and said, "Hurry up, Ezra has a surprise for you!"

Maisie was dazzled, "What surprise?"

Emelia grinned, "You will know it when you see it."

She then walked away with Maisie.

Emelia explained to her on their way, "I was looking for you when I saw that Erika tried to embarrass you. So I hid and recorded it via my phone."

"I didn't come up to you right away because I think dealing with her was as easy as turning your hand for you."

Albeit some worries, she trusted in Maisie's ability to handle Erika. So she decided to help Maisie by keeping the evidence.

"You did the right thing." Maisie went along with her idea. "She couldn't hurt me. But it will be tricky if she accuses me of attacking her without the video."

Erika had no moral sense. There was nothing she wouldn't do.

What was she going to do if Erika deflected the blame on her?

The video Emelia took could justify her behavior. It clearly indicated that Erika started the fight.

They arrived at the gate as they were talking. There was already a crowd.

And the crowd made a way for them as they showed up.

Emelia was held by Julian as she came closer to him. Now Maisie was alone in the spotlight.

In the next moment, plenty of drones emerged in the sky. They synchronized, constructing a line of a sentence that said "I Love You, Maisie"

The crowd burst out the sounds of amazement and cheer. Maisie immediately blushed.

She has never received so much attention and inside her awkwardness overtook sentiment.

She had this hunch that nothing good would come out of the "surprise" when Emelia told her this. And she was right about it. It was just too ostentatious.

The drones changed their formation as she got lost in the clamoring throng. At this time they displayed the shape of their family picture. And Maisie had to admit that she was deeply touched by it. The rim of her eyes went red.

Out of nowhere, she had the urge to cry while seeing their family picture.

For a woman who had a baby to take care of, a family picture with Ezio in it outperformed simply an acknowledgment of love in impressing Maise.

The guests whispered, "How romantic it is!"

"It was touching!"

"Acknowledging his love in the public, Mr. Cantillo must love his wife very much."

Anya together with Phil attended the party. She had the inherently direct manner and increasingly got her own way with the connivance of Phil.

Held by Phil, she grumbled, "Some people always said shits about their marriage, but that's just sour grapes. And now I wondered how they reacted to this."

There has been heated discussion about them both online and offline, all of which were seen by Anya.

Many people just idled their days away so they made a fuss of every trifle. Some said Ezra wasn't into Maisie; some said their marriage wouldn't be long; some even spoke evil of Anya herself and Phil. Anya has had enough of all kinds of negative statements about them.

But that was just sour grapes. Girls are envious of what she and Maisie had. What crazy bitches they are.

Just now at the party, some girls discussed Maisie behind her back. Anya would've confronted them in the usual situation. Yet the party wasn't a good place to argue with them, so she shut her mouth and walked away.

Now outside the building, she was free to say anything.

In the crowd was the girl who helped Erika into the party. She stood there awkwardly. Although she didn't say something judgmental about their marriage in front of Maisie, in private she never begrudged any chance to defame Maisie with Erika.

She even insolently predicted that their marriage was doomed. They laughed loud when the news reported that Maisie moved out from Ezra's house with Ezio earlier.

But what Ezra did today smashed her dream. The guests who were present today were mostly celebrities from all walks of life in Riverside City. Ezra couldn't be more serious about Maisie.

At this moment Ezra showed up with a bunch of red roses. He walked towards Maisie.

The handsome man in a fine suit looked at her with enormous love under the city lights.

The crowd grew more unsettled. Anya cried, "Kiss her!"

And people followed her, "Kiss her! Kiss her!"

Maisie just wanted to flee. She had heard complaints from Phil about how roguish Anya was. Now Maisie herself couldn't handle Anya too. Maisie could settle for a hug. But for her kiss was absolute rejection. Ezra handed her the flowers and said softly, "Wish you happy every day."

Conspicuous as the party might be, Ezra's wish was simple.

He didn't inundate her with words of acknowledgment because he was conscious of Maisie's characteristics. Maisie was a reserved person. She would probably feel uncomfortable if he was too candid. Besides, they were married. It would be highly inappropriate if he acted like proposing.

What mattered to Maisie now was how he took care of her and Ezio. And Ezra had tonight's arrangement to show his determination.

For the rest of his life, he only committed to her.

"Thank you." Maisie took the flowers.

"Come on! Have a kiss." Anya yelled again.

Maisie turned to look at Anya. She heard that Anya and Phil were thinking about divorce. And she forbade Phil from sleeping in the bedroom. How come they attended the party together? Did they work things out?

Anya gave Maisie a knowing wink. She and Phil weren't reconciled and Phil should continue to sleep on the sofa in the living room. But she could show some mercy to him by being his partner of the party.

Ezra put his arm around Maisie's waist and said, "Kissing can be omitted since we have been married. Thank you very much for joining tonight's party. Let's go back and resume our dinner." Hearing his words, people calmed down and went back.

Ezra took Maisie to the lounge and asked her in a whisper, "Did something go wrong?"

Ezra at first was sitting next to Maisie but he left in advance for setting the drone. But Maisie wasn't there when he set everything up and got back. Finally, he asked Emelia for help. He had the hunch that she was distracted by something.