Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Joshua could not fight the frown on his face when he heard Fiona’s words.

He lowered his head to stare at her with a hint of solemnity in his scrutinizing gaze. “Fiona, you know your condition better than anyone else; even losing control of your emotions would make you have difficulty breathing and get hospitalized. S*xual intercourse requires even more physical exertion than fighting. I don’t think your body will be able to handle that at all.“

Fiona bit down on her lip and clung to Joshua’s shirt tightly. “Joshua, you haven’t even tried it yet. How do you know I won’t be able to handle it?“

She lowered her head, and a hint of shyness flashed across her face. “What if… What if I can take it?“

The irony was, Fiona was not content with Joshua’s hugs. She wanted so much more from him.

She wanted, more than anything, to use intercourse as a means of keeping Joshua by her side, but this

man did not give her any chance to do so. Instead, he constantly used her health as an excuse to reject her advances.

don’t we try it for

end up in the hospital in the middle of the

her lip. Tears

do you hate me? Do you not

and gave her a bitter smile. Then, he squatted down and placed

don’t deserve to be a father again. It doesn’t matter if it’s you or other women; I

stroke Neil’s photo on the tombstone. “I don’t want to talk

and gazed at Fiona impassively. “After all, you wouldn’t want me to talk about having children with another woman in front of your grave a year

her mouth as if she were about to say something, but nothing came

the competition with her, and you promised me you wouldn’t

even at this point, Joshua

Fiona clenched her fists.