Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

“I can look after Luna. I think you should ride in the other car…“

This time, however, Joshua did not reply. Lucas’ offer was met with deathly silence.

Despite her eyes being closed, Luna could still feel Joshua’s gaze on her. She could help but feel a little flustered at being stared at like this.

With her eyes still closed, she tried to convince herself not to believe what Joshua had said.

Luna’s head grew heavier and heavier as she thought of this until she finally fell into a deep slumber.

While she was asleep, she could still vaguely feel someone picking up her injured left hand.

Joshua stared at Luna’s broken little finger with a penetrating yet somehow complicated stare.

To some people, a broken little finger would not affect their daily lives much, but Luna was a designer.

Joshua had witnessed countless times how Luna had used her little finger to hold her paper down while she sketched, and she would sometimes use her little finger to paint.

no longer use it

finger

because he did not

his eyes, still clutching Luna’s hand. That 11 p.m., the van

she insisted on walking into Orchard Manor by herself so that the children would

surprise, however, when she finally staggered into the house with the help of one of the servants, Nigel

empty.

and Nigel’s keyboard and mouse were

arose in Luna’s

the servant’s hand away and strode

and Nellie’s room was empty. Not only was there no trace of the children, but even their beds and closets were tidied up as though someone had cleaned up after

with a sudden

sent to this ‘youth education center’ that Joshua

stormed upstairs, Luna was gazing at the