Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 947

Hearing Joshua’s words, Luna, who had been pretending to be drunk, stiffened immediately.

Why would he say such things to her…in such a sweet and loving tone? Why would he say that his words hurt her too much?

So…John was right?

He knew that she was right beside Jude, that’s why he would say such cruel things over the phone, right?

At this thought, Luna narrowed her eyes and continued pretending to be drunk as she studied his sharp and defined jaw.

She remembered the first time he held her in this position was the day he brought her to see his family. Back then, to reject the marriage that his family arranged for him, to not marry Hailey Walter, he agreed to marry her instead.

He brought her to Banyan City, to the Lynch family home, and announced in front of his grandmother and his father, Adrian Lynch, that he was going to marry her.

“Be it her looks, her capabilities or her family background, this woman is not worthy of you! We disagree! “

“Exactly, Joshua, even if you don’t want to marry Hailey, you should find a wife who is compatible with you, right? This woman is nothing, why would you marry her?“

That said, Luna endured curses and harsh words that she had never endured before.

her in his arms, and announced arrogantly that he was determined to marry her. He even said that to him, she was loo times, or even l000 times better

arms princess-style, in exactly the same position as the one he held her in right now, and strode out

edges of his jawline, his sharp and shapely features, and told herself time and time again that it was him. For the rest of her life,

could she predict everything that

she was held in the arms in the exact same position, with

of the man that was in front of her right now overlapped

on his handsome face. He still looked clean and arrogant, his features sharp and well-defined. In a blur

at the feeling of her soft finger pads touching

and held her small hand,

of her feigned state of

out and caressed his jaw softly

and pressed her hand back to her side

Once, twice, three times.

and allowed her drunken

that… Every single time her hands touched him,

continued her reckless actions, sooner

hotel, the black Masevati was

opened the door to the backseat of the car and lay her

in him. Initially, he intended to throw her into the backseat and calm himself down