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.

longer use

a finger

because he did not believe in

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

a little more refreshed than before. Therefore, she insisted on walking into Orchard Manor by herself so that

her surprise, however, when she finally staggered into the house with the help of one of the servants, Nigel and Nellie were nowhere to be

empty. Even

Nigel’s keyboard and mouse were missing from their usual spot on

feeling arose in

flung the servant’s hand away and strode

no trace of the children, but even their beds and closets were

was struck with a

been sent

Luna was gazing at the empty