Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

“Daddy was alright during dinner.“

Nellie held onto Luna’s hand as they stood in the main lobby of Central Hospital. She looked into the distance worriedly. “Why would he suddenly be unwell?“

“Perhaps he ate or drank something else later on,“ replied Luna flatly.

She looked at the entrance of the hospital and furrowed her brows. Why would Joshua have stomach problems? From what she recalled, he always had a good digestive system. He always had to socialize a lot, but not once did his stomach cause any problems.

His stomach problem became a recurring sickness in a mere six years? What was Aura doing? How did she look after him until he fell into such a state?

thoughts, a black Maserati stopped at the entrance of the

let go of Luna’s hand and ran as quickly as her short stumpy

daughter was, a strange

and strode toward the

down from the driver’s seat and opened the backseat

his name, Luna instantly froze. She subconsciously looked

a yellow shirt and denim overalls cowered backward.