Will You Marry Me, My Ex-Wife? novel Chapter 1853

After putting down the phone, Joshua glanced meaningfully at Luna, who was sound asleep, and curled his lips into a sneer, one inked with a hint of self-deprecation.

He was so excited over the discovery in Todd's diary, but what about Luna?

At that time, she was upstairs in her room, talking to her best friend about how even if the vengeance between their two families ceased to exist, she would still not get back together with him.

What a cruel, heartless response.

Joshua turned to leave.

When he was about to close the door, he wanted to slam it as loud as he could, like any fighting couple would.

However, after hesitating for a moment, he still closed the door gently behind him.

Luna had not gotten much sleep that night.

Besides...even if he were to slam the door and wake her up, it would not change her decision.

Joshua let out a bitter smile as he descended the stairs. He could not help laughing at himself for acting like a teenager, even though he was long past that age and intending to display his anger through childish acts like this.

However, within a few minutes, he managed to repress his anger.

When he emerged into the living room a minute later, there was no longer any disappointment or loneliness in his eyes.

His tone was as cold and unemotional as always. "Why are you here so early?"

Lucas immediately caught sight of the hickey on Joshua's neck.

The night before, when he had come to report his investigation findings, Joshua's neck had been bare.

After working for Joshua for so many years, Lucas could clearly tell what had happened the night before. He quickly approached Joshua, grinning. "Sir, I'm sure you haven't had breakfast yet, have you?

"Why don't I go buy you some breakfast? You must've had a busy night. Why don't I buy some for Ma'am as well? When she wakes up, she can reheat it herself..."

Lucas had thought Joshua would be delighted to hear this, but to his surprise— Joshua’s expression darkened at the mention of Luna. "Ma'am? What Ma’am are you talking about?

"She's not my wife anymore."

With that, he plopped down on the sofa, dragging his laptop over to him as he did s o.