Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Only in Luna’s dreams could she see such tender, concerned Joshua.
She had loved him for so many years, yet never had he once reciprocated her love.
In the dream, however, she could clearly feel Joshua’s concern and love.
“You’ll be fine.“
While semi-conscious, she heard a low man’s voice constantly repeating this to her.
Luna smiled bitterly. How great would it be if she could keep dreaming and never wake up from it...
When Luna woke up, it was already the next morning. Before she could open her eyes, her nose was filled with the smell of
disinfectant.
She furrowed her brows and opened her eyes with difficulty, forcing herself to wake up.
She was in the hospital. To put it more accurately, she was in the intensive care unit.
Another person was in the room with her—a man. He had an oxygen mask on as he laid quietly on a bed next to hers.
His deep, endless eyes were closed at that moment, showing off his sharp eyebrows and long lashes.
“You’re up, Miss.“ The nurse who just entered looked at her in delight. “Don’t move! I’ll go get the doctor.“
“Hold on.“ Luna furrowed her brows and pointed to Joshua. “What happened to him?“
“Your husband had a confrontation with people outside the fire yesterday. His abdomen was stabbed, but he still rushed into the
fire and rescued you. He carried you all the way to the hospital.
“He’s lost quite a lot of blood. His wound has been infected, and he’s been gas-poisoned. He’s still unconscious.“
The nurse sighed. “You’re up, but he’s in a much dire situation than you. We won’t even know when he’ll be awake.“
The nurse’s words made Luna tense a little.
How could this have happened? Luna turned and looked at the man lying on the bed. Why did he want to rush in to rescue her?