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

left Nellie in this villa

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

her lips. “I hate her to

the one your daddy likes. If you fight with her, you’ll only make it difficult for your daddy, so stay away

years, while Nellie was just a little

get on her

time I see her, I’ll