Seriously, How Did He Win My Heart

Chapter 915 She Is with Me

Fortunately, there was a medical staff at the scene. The medical staff reminded Ezra, "You'd better go

to the hospital to do a deep check."

With tacit consent, Maisie helped Ezra into the car and asked the driver to take them directly to Arthur's

hospital.

"Thank you." Maisie looked at Ezra's arm with great guilt.

In fact, he didn't have to protect her like this. On the one hand, she could protect herself, on the other

hand ... she had been unkind to him lately, and Ezra really didn't have to take the risk for her.

At the thought of this, Maisie's eyes were a little red.

"I'm supposed to say sorry. I got you scared. And it was so cold." Maisie could see the worry in Ezra's

eyes.

She raised a smile, thinking it was funny because they were just like two familiar strangers.

Nancy's phone buzzed at this time. They did not tell her what had happened. Nancy called because

Ezio was asking for his mom.

Ezra picked up the phone and confessed, "We need to go to the hospital first."

"Why? What happened?" Nancy had a bad feeling when she heard that they had to go to the hospital

in the middle of the night.

Ezra told everything to Nancy, while the latter scolded angrily on the phone, "Psycho! She is a fucking

psychopath!"

At last, Nancy's voice cracked at the thought of how much Ezra had suffered because of Diana over the

years.

When Ezra first returned to Riverside City, Diana also tried to plot a car accident to kill Ezra.

Fortunately, Ezra was very vigilant and dodged a bullet for his layout ahead of time.

Not to mention Diana's spiritual persecution of Ezra over the years.

Ezra knew that Nancy must be angry and sad, so he comforted her in a low voice, "Don't worry.

Nothing serious."

"Besides, this is not a bad thing. She was just released on bail and tried to do such a thing. The

relevant departments will no longer allow her to come out. She put herself thoroughly into it, and we are

safe instead."

"And Maisie is with me, don't worry."

Hearing Ezra mentioning Maisie, Nancy felt much more relieved. Nancy trusted Maisie very much and

felt that Maisie must be good at taking care of others. Actually, Nancy was right. Maisie's childhood

experience had made her a mature and calm person.

"Thank God she is with you." Nancy sighed and said, "Then come back early. Don't worry about Ezio."

Maisie didn't expect Ezra did not allow Maisie to see him in the hospital when they arrived.

"It's freezing outside. I got this." Ezra insisted on not letting Maisie get out of the car. It was already

early winter now, and it was very cold at night. In case she caught a cold, the loss outweighed the gain.

Maisie was so depressed, "I don't feel cold. Besides, isn't there heating in hospitals?"

"That's it. If you insist on following, I'll take you home first." This was the first time that he had been so

tough at Maisie since they got together again.

The driver cut in to persuade Maisie, "Mr. Cantillo is just worried about you. He's afraid that you'll catch

a cold. You should wait in the car. Let me go with Mr. Cantillo. I'll let you know if there's anything new."

The driver wanted to stop their argument since Ezra's arm should be treated quickly. He could see that

they were actually worried about each other.

Maisie had to let the driver walk Ezra to the emergency debridement room.

After the doctor cut off Ezra's sleeve and cleaned the wound, he found that it was small but a little

deep, and needed stitches, otherwise it would not close well.

Maisie was waiting restlessly in the car. Ezra actually struck a deep chord in her heart, even though

she looked calm on the surface.

She didn't know how to describe her mood at the moment. She was just feeling annoyed and confused.

After Ezra came out with the driver, Maisie heard from the driver that Ezra had several stitches. Ezra

glared at the driver and then said jokingly, "Ezio and I had a bit of hard luck recently. I think we should

do something to drive the spell away."

Ezra was just trying to distract Maisie, but he didn't expect her to frown and take over his words,

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Ezra smiled and said, "Since when do you become superstitious?"

Maisie looked away and said nothing. Sometimes when people cared about something, they couldn't

help but look for various ways.

She also agreed with Ezra over the bad luck thing - first, her son had several stitches on his forehead,

and now Ezra's arm was injured.

"Hey, hey, I'm really fine."

Ezra covered Maisie's hand on her lap with the hand he had just bandaged.

Maisie wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she looked down, she dared not move.

She turned to stare at the person beside her and gritted her teeth, saying, "Your arm."

"It's okay. It doesn't hurt." Ezra smiled carelessly and clasped her hand.

Maisie thought he was unreasonable. The driver said he had several stitches. Now that the anesthetic

was gone, he must be in great pain.

He just ignored it and came forward to hold her hand.

Of course, she didn't bear to shake his hand away.

Forget it. Just leave him alone. Anyway, they would be home soon.

As for Ezra beside her, he leaned against the seat and slightly raised a smile. It seemed that he should

thank Diana. Ezra could also feel that because of his injury, Maisie was obviously much softer to him.