Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Luna remained in her seat and watched Jason disappear into the night. She suddenly felt a little cold and could not help shivering.

She closed her eyes and remained seated for a long while after that, enjoying the cool sea breeze before she slowly stood up and hailed a taxi back to her hotel.

Luna did not manage to sleep well the entire night. She dreamt a lot of things.

At first, she dreamed that Jason and Bonnie had gotten married, but Jason murdered Bonnie after that, claimed her inheritance and insurance money for himself, and spent the rest of his life carefree and happy.

After that, Joshua appeared and stared down at her while, at the same time, ordering someone to abort her baby.

In her next dream, she failed to save Nigel and watched him die before her.

After she woke up from her last nightmare, Luna could no longer fall asleep, simultaneously feeling her morning sickness acting up again.

She clung onto the rim of the toilet bowl and vomited over and over again at 3 a.m. in the morning.

After a while, Luna got exhausted from all her vomiting and rinsed her mouth. Slumping against the sofa, she stared at the dark sky outside the

window but did not dare to fall asleep.

was already difficult enough being a pregnant woman, but with other things

to get more rest, but she could

took a quick nap and, at 7 a.m., finally woke up. After freshening up, she made her

Gwen had decided to invite Luke over to the hospital today so that Luna could convince him to let

as possible so that

at the hospital and pushed open the door to Gwen’s ward,

room

sitting in a chair, his expression dark. Meanwhile, Gwen was leaning against her headboard, her eyes red-rimmed. It was obvious

could not help frowning when she took in

Gwen, lowered her voice,

answered in a nasally voice, “Luna This was

she continued in a

a lot of

out an exhale and shook her head. “It was Joshua who

Luna’s entire body stiffened.

help her convince Luke as well, but she thought that after

do this the first thing