Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

The pressure in the hospital ward lowered considerably.

Joshua’s cool, dark eyes glared at Luna who stood at the doorway.

Lucas knew the following conversation was not suitable for his eyes, so he turned and left, not forgetting to close the door behind him as he did.

With the door closed, Joshua and Luna were left in the closed space of the hospital ward. The air was empty except for the voice of the news anchor reading out the news about Banyan City on the television.

The two of them stared at each other for a long time before finally, Joshua leaned on the headboard, his eyes cold and distant. “You’re here early in the morning and purposely brought out last night’s events. It seems you’re very disappointed, yes?“

Luna’s entire body shuddered slightly.

She laughed lightly. “Firstly, Mr. Lynch, I didn’t come to the hospital to visit you. Lucas was the one who misunderstood me and pulled me here.

Secondly, I am indeed very disappointed about last night’s events. As a man, I look down on you for giving up halfway through. Finally…“

She looked at him, and a condescending smile graced her features. “If you’d like to continue, I’m always ready. After all, it’s not like we haven’t done it before.“

His expression darkened.

beautiful voice rang through the ward, “In the past few days, during his interview, Mr. Joshua Lynch said he’d continue waiting

his ex-wife, Luna Gibson, would understand his sincerity in waiting for her return after she sees this

news report when they were both in

All these years, he built himself an image as a loyal,

and time again, he had expressed his impulsive desire for the current Luna, yet he acted as if all he could think of and all he missed was the old

the thought. “I see; it’s because you still love your ex—wife deeply. Your love for her is

ridicule were obvious in

narrowed his eyes, grabbed the remote control, and

a bang,

“ he opened his mouth,

here to visit you in the first place, so

her hand, and took the fruits and

eyed her leaving form, holding the gifts in her hands, and eyes as long as a

walked to Natasha’s hospital ward. The