Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Joshua smiled. “That’s true.“
Then, Joshua looked at Luna. “Somehow, I don’t care what you do to Aura. I’m quite looking forward to seeing who’d win.“
Luna’s heart sank. No wonder he did not mention Aura previously; he was waiting for her to do that.
He wanted to see who would win between her and Aura? Luna doubted so.
Joshua was only trying to give Aura some sense of crisis, since he felt that he had spoiled Aura too much, perhaps?
After all, Joshua was willing to kill Luna—who was pregnant with the triplets—back then because of Aura, what more at that
moment?
Unfortunately, back then, Joshua tried to please Aura, and it tortured her. At that moment, to please Aura, she still had to be
tortured.
Luna could not help but feel bitter at the thought, but her smile never faded. “Naturally, I won’t be able to beat Ms. Gibson.“
Whether it be six years ago or six years after, she would always lose to Aura.
“That’s not necessarily true.“ Joshua closed his eyes. He gently rubbed the middle of his brows that throbbed. “It’s late. Go
home. Take Nellie home and rest.“
“Not really,“ said Joshua rather flatly. “Technically, I should be mad, but I can’t seem to get mad at him. I quite like him.“
Luna’s heart skipped a beat. “Understood.“
Then, she opened the door, left, and never turned back once.
The door was shut once more.
Joshua sighed. He picked up the cup by the nightstand and took a sip.