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.

clenched in pain as the tip of her nose

all her

should not have left Nellie in this villa

she held Nellie’s hand, her eyes full of self-blame. “It’s not your fault; it’s all because of

lips. “I

tucked together, she softly continued, “She’s the one your daddy likes. If you fight with

had spoiled her all these years, while Nellie was just a little girl who had just returned to

could not afford to get on her wrong side, then

I see her, I’ll