Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Not long after the nurse left, Aura was led into Anne’s office.

“Be careful when stitching up my wound. I don’t want any scars!” Aura ordered coldly before she leaned back in her chair and started watching videos on her phone.

Her behavior displeased Anne, but she was a doctor above all else. Lowering her head, she began to stitch Aura’s wound seriously.

Just as Anne squatted down and was about to start sewing, all while Aura was watching a drama on her phone, Nigel accidentally fell on Anne.

“Ouch!”

right on Aura’s wound. He took the opportunity to wipe the salt on

her entire face contorted in an instant, and she almost jumped out of the chair. That startled Anne

his mistake, “Beautiful Auntie, I

were distorted with pain AS she stared at

and looked at Aura with those pitiful doe eyes. “Pretty Auntie,

an adult! Was she going to fall flat on this

a low voice as she began to disinfect Aura’s wound

screams suddenly sounded more intensely in the