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Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 151

The moment the words left his mouth, the entire room fell silent.

Everyone's gazes flitted dumbly to Luna and Joshua.

The meaning behind his words was obvious. Luna just said the last man she slept with was ugly, dirty, and sick, and Joshua oh-so suddenly asked her what sickness he had...

Director Wilson took a step back in shock. "Mr. Lynch, you... You must be joking, right?"

Everyone in the entire Banyan City knew Joshua Lynch was a clean and upright man, loyal to his ex-wife Luna Gibson. 1

When she was still alive, he never attended any drinking events where women were present because h e was worried she would get the wrong ideas. After she passed away, he drank so much to the point his stomach bled. Plus, to protect her sister, he remained engaged with Aura for many years.

At the birthday party two days ago, he even announced that he got word Luna Gibson was still alive, so he wanted to break off the engagement with Aura and look for Luna Gibson.

The past few days, the entire internet had been discussing his deep-seated love and loyalty for his ex-wife, yet all of a sudden, this man would admit in

front of so many people that he slept with this woman?

Was he sure he was not joking?

"I'm not joking." Joshua raised his lips in a faint smile and pulled Luna into a hug. "I heard someone was trying to make a move on my woman just now?"

His woman.

The moment these two words left his mouth, the air in the entire room exploded.

Everyone looked as if they had just seen a ghost.

They wanted to discuss this piece of news with each other so badly, but they dared not to as they struggled t o keep their urge at bay.

The various changes in Director Wilson's expression were even more fun to watch as it shifted from anger, t o confusion, then to horror.

A short moment later, he finally found his voice, "Mr. Lynch, that’s not what I meant... I was just...just cracking a joke with Ms. Luna..."

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