Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

“You’re so nice. I almost…“ He did not finish his sentence.

Facing Luna’s inquisitive gaze, Joshua drunkenly chuckled. He hugged her tight in his arms. “Let’s go to sleep.“

It was a night of infatuation.

The next morning, Luna was woken up by the ringing of her phone.

It was no one else but her own mother, Natasha.

“Ms. Luna.“ Natasha sounded somewhat agitated. “ This morning at nine. I have already gotten people to set up the venue of the press conference. Nine o’clock at City Sports Center. You have to be there. You promised me.’

Luna furrowed her brows. She had a little headache. “

Yes.“

“Don’t forget about it! Don’t be late and don’t miss it!”

Natasha reminded her. “I recorded the conversation between you and Theo at your office yesterday! If you don’t attend today, I could only release the recording to the media! “

hand clutching the phone trembled a

heart turned cold. “You recorded

breath. “I don’t trust you. Only

She wanted to

was. She was not the type that would simply secretly record other people’s conversations, yet at that

silence, Luna chuckled, “Ok. Aunty Natasha, don’t

for Natasha’s reaction,

Thud!

threw her phone by the nightstand. She closed her

she stretched her hands out, she touched

accurately, that hand grabbed her

opened her eyes. The

while the other hand was grabbing her arm. He

seconds, Luna recalled. Last night… they

a deep breath and she pried herself off from his grip. “Why

comfortable position, leaning against the head of the bed. His