Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1450

Christopher entered the room and sat down next to Joshua with a smile. "You managed to find us so quickly. You're far more impressive than I anticipated."

Joshua glared at him and snapped, "What is Jim trying to do?"

If Jim had not saved his life and taken care of him all this while, he would have stormed upstairs to demand an answer instead of waiting here quietly.

"Nothing." Christopher smiled and started toying with his phone. "You know how critical Mrs. Landry’s condition is. Jim just wanted her to meet Luna in person before she passed away."

Joshua’s expression darkened when he heard this." Why does she want to see Luna before she dies? Does she want to take revenge on Luna for killing her daughter Aura?”

Christopher shook his head in helplessness. "Joshua, I refuse to believe that you still don't know what's going on, with your intelligence."

As soon as he said this, the entire room fell into silence.

Joshua narrowed his eyes in malice, giving off an aura so domineering that it made the air feel strangely suffocating.

Christopher furrowed his brows. He could tell that Joshua was furious.

As for the reason he was furious...it was because Christopher had exposed the truth he had been unwilling to face.

"Just because you don't want to come to terms with something doesn't mean it doesn't exist." Christopher pulled up a photo on his phone and handed it to Joshua. "As a man who had taken over Lynch Group and saved it from the verge of bankruptcy at the tender age of seventeen... I believe that your intelligence-both intellectual and emotional-won't allow you to avoid the truth.

"I guess even geniuses are helpless when it comes to relationships, huh?"

Joshua took the phone from Christopher.

It was a photo of a woman in her early twenties. Even though the pictures were old and dated, he could still tell that the woman's face...was identical to Luna's before she had undergone plastic surgery.

All of a sudden, Joshua felt the air around him grow heavy.

No wonder...