Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Luna squinted slightly as she looked at Fiona, who was sitting on the sofa in the distance with a rosy complexion.

The day before, Joshua brought Fiona to the hospital. He said that Arianna burned Fiona, so they had to check up on her.

What was it this time?

Fiona was the one who deliberately put powdered vitamins in her cup just hours ago to cause a misunderstanding intentionally.

Joshua was still taking her to the hospital, just because of that?

How precious was Fiona to him? Just because she was agitated and was so-called misunderstood by others, she had to go to the hospital?

At that thought, the wound on Luna’s arm, previously cut open by the painting equipment, started to hurt inexplicably.

She seemed to have forgotten to dress her wound after getting hurt.

Luna clutched the painful part of her arm and said nothing, but Joshua saw her every move.

He narrowed his eyes, then he turned to look at Fiona. “Fiona.“

Fiona obediently put the cup down, smiled, and stood up. “Mmh. Do what you need to do, Joshua. I’ll head to the hospital myself.“

Fiona, who was in a long white linen dress, stopped in her tracks when she got to Luna’s side.

because her wound was hurting, but she still reached

apologize once again for the things I’ve done. I won’t make you angry in the future. Please don’t make things difficult for

the back

much pain that

Blake, do you think I ‘m making things difficult for you by pointing out

flashed across her eyes. “I’ve already said that I ‘m wrong in the things

Fiona turned to

just because she’s been making things difficult for me. She’s just upright, direct, and righteous—that was why she pointed out my mistakes. She’s

leave, gnawing on

kind-hearted and understanding, but every word she said was strangely worth scrutinizing

Lucas, able to read the room, understandingly placed down

he even thoughtfully closed the

closed, it was only Luna and Joshua left

Blood had seeped through her clothes and dyed her

and picked up the first aid kit

“Sit down.“

at the things in Joshua’s hands before

into her, the painting

was not huge, nor was it deep. Although it had hurt, it was

force when she squeezed