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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1003

After buying fruits, Luna was not anxious to go back. She walked leisurely on the road with her things. She even took the chance to call Samson, giving him some guidance.

In the end, she received the news from Nigel, making sure that Fiona did what she wanted to do in the kitchen, then only she slowly made her way back.

"Luna, you’ve been gone for so long." The moment Luna returned to Orchard Manor, Fiona came out from the kitchen with an apron in her hand. She smiled brightly. "I almost got Joshua to head out to look for you. I thought you got lost!"

Luna smiled calmly. "I had a phone call on the way back, so I walked slower." Luna accepted the apron from Fiona. She put it on while entering the kitchen.

The kitchen was left in the same state when Luna left. Even the camera that was used for recording was still silently laying there.

Luna glanced at the Grilled Cajun Shrimp in the distance she did previously. She sneered. Perhaps Fiona had already finished doing what she wanted to do. When Luna came back, Fiona was exceptionally passionate about cooking.

Although her skills were not too great, she had a positive attitude, and she did not cause Luna any

trouble.

Soon, a feast was made and served on the table.

"Let's eat!" When the last dish was placed on the dining table, Fiona excitedly yelled upstairs.

On the surface, Fiona was excited about the good meal. However, Luna knew better. Fiona was excited because she was about to see the results of her work, Granny Lynch being poisoned and sent to the intensive care unit. The main culprit for Granny Lynch being poisoned was the Grilled Cajun Shrimp that Luna made.

Fiona, on the other hand, would easily avoid being a suspect due to her so-called terrible allergies to shrimp. By then, Luna would be the culprit of poisoning Granny Lynch.

She could kill two birds with one stone, how could Fiona not be happy?

However, Fiona did not expect...

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