Joshua smiled. "That's true.”
Then, Joshua looked at Luna. “Somehow, I don't care what you do to Aura. I'm quite looking forward to seeing who'd win."
Luna's heart sank. No wonder he did not mention Aura previously; he was waiting for her to do that.
He wanted to see who would win between her and Aura? Luna doubted so.
Joshua was only trying to give Aura some sense of crisis, since he felt that he had spoiled Aura too much, perhaps?
After all, Joshua was willing to kill Luna-who was pregnant with the triplets-back then because of Aura, what more at that moment?
Unfortunately, back then, Joshua tried to please Aura, and it tortured her. At that moment, to please Aura, she still had to be tortured.
Luna could not help but feel bitter at the thought, but her smile never faded. “Naturally, I won't be able to beat Ms. Gibson.”
Whether it be six years ago or six years after, she would always lose to Aura.
"That’s not necessarily true.” Joshua closed his eyes. H e gently rubbed the middle of his brows that throbbed.
"It’s late. Go home. Take Nellie home and rest."
Luna nodded, turned, and left. She did not want to spend a single extra moment with this man.
She was by the door when Joshua said, "It's late. Take the little boy back to Blue Bay Villa as well, and get the servants to send him back tomorrow."
Luna shuddered a little. "Mr. Lynch, he drugged you and landed you in the hospital. Are...you mad at him?"
"Not really," said Joshua rather flatly. "Technically, I should be mad, but I can't seem to get mad at him. I quite like him."
Luna’s heart skipped a beat. "Understood.”
Then, she opened the door, left, and never turned back once.
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