Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1109

Luna became silent once she heard Nigel’s words. A moment later, she bit her lip and looked at Nigel." Anyone else besides Neil?”

The little boy pondered her question for a while, then shook his head quietly. "No. Just Neil.” He preferred peace and quiet, and he had been critically ill for quite some time, besides his siblings, he had no other friends. Nellie had her heart set on jewelry design like her mother, she was not interested in hacking and such at all. That was why every time he designed a new code, he would share it with Neil.

To tell the truth, Nigel knew that Neil was not really interested in such dry and dull topics, but he was so gentle and understanding, he knew his brother needed someone to share his joy with, so every time h e would pay full attention to learning such skills. As such, even though Neil himself was not a highly skilled hacker, he mastered the techniques that Neil taught him until he understood them like the back of his hand.

"I don’t think he's Neil." Nigel sighed, "Even though Nellie and I are both sure that Neil is still alive and living somewhere in a corner of the world but..."

The little boy took a deep breath. "If he can communicate with the outside world, the first thing h e would do is contact us, and not hide in the dark like

this, fighting against me with the techniques that I taught him."

He shook his head as he spoke, as if he was comforting Luna and more so, comforting himself. "N o, he wouldn't." Then, he turned and stood at the door. He tilted his head and glanced at Luna. "Mommy, it's late, I need to sleep. Aren't you heading to bed?"

Only then did Luna break herself out of her reverie and smiled faintly at her son. "I’m coming."

After she returned to the villa at Nigel's heels, Joshua had put Nellie to bed in the guest room. When she tucked Nigel into bed in the children's room, she realized Nellie was absent, so she went to the guest room to search for her. As a result, she saw the father and daughter lying asleep on the bed in the guestroom, their hands wrapped around each other.

Joshua was still wearing his usual white shirt and long, black dress pants. The buttons of his shirt remained tightly fastened, making him look cautious and formal.