Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

We’re…going to the hospital.“ Gwen turned around and glanced at Luna. “Luna’s sending me back to the hospital…“

Joshua nodded and strode into the elevator, pushing Gwen along in front of him as he lifted his head to glance at Luna. “This is the information that the supplier in Sea City gave me. I think there’s something wrong with the data, so I wanted you to have a look at it.“

Luna frowned and followed the two of them, skimming through the document Joshua had handed her.

Joshua was right. According to this document, the mineral content within the gemstones did not match up with the previous data.

Luna furrowed her brows, took out her phone, and started calculating the financial losses these discrepancies would cost the company. Then, she asked coldly, “Is this the only supplier list with problems? What about the previous ones?“

“Lucas is still comparing them. I don’t think we should collaborate with this vendor again in the future, and I want to sue them for the losses that have incurred.“

“Yes, I agree.“

Just as they were engrossed in their discussion, the elevator stopped at the first floor, giving a lurch.

the elevator had arrived at their

grabbed hold of Joshua’s arm for

not look well, Joshua gripped her arm and asked, “Are you not feeling

in

the hospital, anyway. We can get you

tried to suppress the nauseous feeling in her stomach and stood straight, smiling at Joshua. “There’s no need. It’s nothing

time, her gags were so intense

pale-faced woman in his arms. “Nothing to worry about,

he hoisted Luna into his arms and strode out of the elevator, leaving the speechless Gwen — who was baffled at the sudden

wheeled herself out of the elevator, but due to her weak strength, she did not manage to get far before her entire body broke out

she continued to wheel herself toward the

a stern voice rang out from behind her, “I insisted on

wheelchair handles. Luke pushed her toward the lobby with an air of indifference, scolding her albeit gently, “When

extended a finger to scratch the armrest somewhat sheepishly.