Pursuing my ex wife isnt easy

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 264

Joshua asked with a frown.

“Well, it’s either she has ulterior motives or that she’s a saint,“ said Jude as he leaned back against the couch in Joshua’s office. “Although, from what I know about her, I don’t think it’s the latter.“

Joshua was sitting in his office chair as he gazed off into the distance. “Maybe she has ulterior motives…“

If that was it, what was she after?

Jude shifted into a more comfortable position on the couch and shot Joshua a glance. “You know, I’m not that bad-looking myself, but why are all the women always after you?“

Joshua picked up his cup and took a sip of his coffee. “What are you trying to say?“

“The eldest daughter of the Walters, Hailey has gone missing. “ Jude yawned and gave a stretch. He raised his eyebrows at Joshua before he continued, “Mr.

Walter wanted me to ask you if you’d seen her lately.“

her in a long time.“ Joshua recalled that the last time

think it’s been six or seven years,

getting yet another surgery or on

had an arranged marriage long before the two of you were born. I know that she’s always wanted to marry you, and word has it that she hasn’t settled down yet. Now that she’s disappeared, I thought that she’d

seemed to recall something. He lifted his head and glanced at Jude. “Hey, why don’t you come over for dinner tonight? You didn’t even get to attend my wedding all those years ago, so why don’t you come over tonight and get to know Alice and the

dismissively. “Sorry, I can’t make it tonight. Maybe some other

the sky grew darker and darker. The Lynch Group Tower, however, still

for the third time that night, Joshua finally let out a sigh and put down the

elevator down. When he arrived at the ground floor, he overheard a conversation between

don’t know what’s up with her lately. She didn’t come in for work for days on end, but now that

told her that I had to go home because I had some personal issues to deal with. Otherwise,

away. Joshua frowned upon hearing their complaints and immediately turned around. He

was the faint rustling of paper

Luna’s office, the only bright place on the otherwise dark and deserted floor. He could see her through the glass window. Luna was sitting in front of an easel, her gaze focused on the sketch in front of her. She was so engrossed in her drawing that she did not even

from her desk lamp cast shadows on her side profile. The determined and focused expression on