Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

That was the news Mr. Walter gave to Alice the other night, and it inexplicably appeared before her eyes.

She gnashed her teeth harshly. Luna must go! So long as Luna remained, Joshua would never be with her!

It was that way a few years back, and it would continue to be that, too!

Luna spent the entire morning to re-sketch the set of design sketches Granny Lynch had destroyed. She even changed some details.

By noon, she stretched lazily and was about to head down to grab some lunch.

She did not expect to be surrounded by reporters the moment she walked out of the building.

“Ms. Luna, the internet is saying you were the one that posted the video of Mrs. Lynch pushing you to fight back the rumors yesterday. Is that true?“

“Ms. Luna, someone saw a video online of Mrs. Lynch kneeling before you at the office lobby, asking for your forgiveness. Is that true?“

“How do you explain yourself of openly being the mistress and coming between Mr. Lynch and Mrs. Lynch?“

“Don’t you feel shameful, stepping into other people’s relationships?“

The reporters seemed to have come prepared. Every question they asked was insufferable.

when a mellow male voice came through from

surrounded by the reporters, was stunned.

was no other than her own father,

him in shock. “Why are you

He flatly looked at the reporters. “Hello, everyone. I’m Mrs. Lynch’s father. As for the relationship between Ms. Luna and my daughter, we’ll hold a press conference tomorrow to briefly explain to

under the stunned gaze of the reporters, Joseph pulled

sleeves tugged at, Luna felt as if

was her father. Although he had already aged and was hunching, he was still like when she was little: pulling on her sleeves as he

for a

Joseph brought Luna to a broken-down place. The moldy smell of

Joseph

came to her senses. In front of her was a broken-down rented house. The sun shone through

Luna, have some tea.“ Natasha carefully carried a teacup and placed it in

brows. “Why are the two of you

Lynches, Natasha and Joseph were not that poor that they had to stay in a place like

looked at

our house

sent Aura overseas to further her studies while it was, in fact, a closed-off school—no different