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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1122

"Sir, you're quite heavily injured, you know that yourself too. The doctor said you need to rest. You can't afford another mishap, otherwise, you'll..." The rest of his words did not need to be said.

Lucas remained silent for a few moments. "Or...you can prepare the proposal, and I’ll get it done. You don’t have to worry about any tasks assigned to me, you know that, right?”

Joshua lay at the head of the bed, his face pale and bloodless, a faint smile hanging from the corners of his lips as he said, "I do worry though. I'm the only one who knows what Luna likes and doesn't like. Besides ..." He lifted his lips and continued saying, "In the past few weeks, she suffered so much because of me, I have to organize this party for her personally..." With that, he sat up and made a move to climb down the bed.

Lucas looked at his pale complexion and chalky white lips and gritted his teeth. "I'll get the doctor!"

Evening the next day.

After a whole day of shopping with Anne, Luna returned home exhausted. She did not know what was wrong with Anne, suddenly claiming that all the clothes in her closet did not fit her anymore and

insisted on dragging her out shopping. Luna thought she would be done by the afternoon, so she agreed.

But then that woman... Not only did she buy clothes for summer and autumn, she even bought winter wear and spring wear, using the excuse that out-of-season clothes were on sale. At the end, when Luna was already thoroughly worn out, Anne even visited a maternity store, saying that she wanted to prepare for when she got pregnant in the future... Luna had no choice and could only accompany her from 10 a.m. till 5 p.m.

Starving from the lack of food the entire day and with the soles of her feet aching from over-exertion, the moment she returned home, Luna lay boneless on the sofa like a dead fish.

After panting laboriously for a while, catching her breath, she finally realized that the villa was exceptionally quiet. Nellie did not greet her at the door, Nigel did not wait for her in the living room with his laptop in front of him. Even Lily could not be seen bustling around in the kitchen cooking.

Luna vaguely sensed that something was wrong. She sat up and called out loudly, "Lily? Nellie, Nigel?"

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