Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1655

Inside his house in the city center, a shirtless Joshua was extending his arm out to Cheryl so that she could apply medication on his wound.

When Luna left her house, Theo had quickly called Joshua.

Joshua had summoned Cheryl here on purpose.

That night, as they left Lucky Den, Joshua had caught sight of some reporters taking photos of them, and on top of that, the Quinn family had sent their men to chase after Caleb's car when he was on his way back t o Lincoln City. Therefore, Joshua guessed that Malcolm was probably plotting to use these photos to threaten Luna.

Because of this, he could not allow her to stay at his place for too long, and since she had mistaken Cheryl a s his new girlfriend, he decided to use this to his benefit to drive Luna away.

Because of her transferal after showing up late the last time she was here, Cheryl was more than grateful t o have the opportunity to visit Joshua at his private home once more.

She was dressed in her most expensive clothes, her makeup carefully crafted, as she gingerly applied ointment onto Joshua's wound. She said in a gentle voice, "President Lynch, you're already severely hurt. I think it's best if you don't come to work for the next few days.

"I can help Mr. Lucas share his workload and bring your documents here for you to peruse in your own time."

With that, she snuck a surreptitious glance at Joshua's naked torso.

Joshua's muscular chest and abs were illuminated in a warm glow underneath the yellow light.

His body was so attractive that any woman would suffer a nosebleed the moment they laid eyes on him.

She must have been the only woman in the entire company to have the privilege to see Joshua's chest and abs in person.

As soon as she thought of this, Cheryl's voice grew even softer as she added, "President Lynch, I used to work as a nurse, so I can help you with your meals and apply your medication for you while you're recovering."

"There's no need. I have Lucas to do that for me," Joshua replied impassively, then turned to glance at the wall clock.

It was about time.

A few moments later, the doorbell rang.

Cheryl glanced at the time, frowning. "It's already 10 p.m. Who is visiting you at this hour, President Lynch?

Could Joshua have found another woman to help take care of him?