Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 1033

Luna bit her lip and threw herself on the floor, squashing the ball of paper beneath her. Then she turned and smiled cheerily at the nurse and said, “ This is fun…so fun! “

She exerted all her strength into twisting and turning her body, acting as if she had really lost her mind, and turned and laughed cheekily at the nurse.

The nurse must be used to seeing patients getting such attacks like this in the middle of the night, she merely frowned and slammed the door shut with a bang, shouting, “Get some sleep! “

Listening to the nurse’s retreating footsteps outside the door, Luna sighed a long breath of relief and wiped at the cold sweat beading on her forehead.

Finally, she took out the piece of paper hidden underneath her body.

Opening the ball of paper, she saw a line of strong, big letters that read, ‘Hang in there. I’m thinking of a way to contact your friends so they can come to save you. I’ll try to come up with a plan too. This is a communication device that I made. If it works, contact me anytime. From: Jake Landry.’

the sentence written on the paper, tears instantly streamed down Luna’s face. It was Nigel! Her Nigel! He came looking for

to her chest and cried her eyes

her. Even though he lost his memories, even though he no longer remembered her, he still cared about her, still believed she was not really sick,

communication device and slipped it into her ear. Besides the sound of crackling static, Luna did not hear anything else. She closed her eyes and sighed helplessly. The asylum must have installed a

losing his memory, every time Neil followed in Nigel’s footsteps and tried to make a communication device, he was never able to bypass signal jammers. And now after losing his memory, the device he created still carried the same

switched off the communication device, sat on the floor, and hugged her blankets to her chest as she watched the moonlight filtering in from outside her window. The moonlight

Outside the asylum.

device out of his ear, and threw it onto the seat angrily, shouting, “Why isn’t it working? Uncle Theo,

the driver’s seat, Theo hung his head low and muttered, “I meant that…it looks

public he was just a simple-minded, slow-witted bodyguard cum driver, even in the past, he was just an artist who was good

and quietly took out his laptop, “ Something’s still wrong. I

him mention the words ‘my brother’, Theo frowned and studied him through the