Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

“Does it still hurt?”

In the small bedroom upstairs, Luna knelt in front of Nellie as she carefully applied ointment on the little girl with a cotton swab.

“It hurts!” Nellie looked at Luna, teary-eyed. “Mommy, it hurts.”

“Shush.” Luna frowned and raised a finger, placing it to her lips. “Be careful what you say. I’m your servant, so call me Auntie.”

“Oh.”

Nellie wiped her tears as her pair of big, dewy eyes were filled with distress. “Auntie, this is the first time someone beat me like this since I was born.” Her small body trembled from her sobs.

in pain as the

all her

villa alone to

hand, her eyes full of self-blame. “It’s not

“I hate her

in the future.” Lips tucked together, she softly continued, “She’s the one your daddy likes. If you fight with her, you’ll only

all these years, while Nellie was just a little girl who

afford to get on her wrong side,

I know. The next time I see her, I’ll walk the other