Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

She smiled tenderly at Joshua and passed him the porcelain bowl.
“Beat the eggs.“
Joshua gently pursed his lips and accepted the eggs from her.
When he took the eggs over, his fingers touched the back of her hand. Luna immediately retracted her hand.
“Mr. Lynch. I think I should put the ingredients on the counter. Why don’t you take them from there?“
Luna smiled. “After all, you have a fiancée. It’s inappropriate that I should have too much body contact with you.“
Joshua furrowed her brows and looked at her. What was going on with this woman today?
Body contact? They barely had any?
Facing his curious gaze, Luna remained smiling. Then, she continued teaching him the other steps, but she deliberately kept a
distance from him.
The atmosphere at the dining table suddenly turned awkward and strange.
Soon after, lunch was over. Nellie kept pestering Luna to accompany her for a nap while Joshua headed into the office.
“President! “