Luna raised her brows. "Am I wrong?"
She held the bottle with both hands and looked at the white wall in front of her closely. Her gaze seemed to have penetrated through the walls into the distance.
"Jason is a murderer trained by Joshua, don't you know that?"
Jude looked at Luna confusedly, "How is that possible?"
He looked at Luna's face strangely. "You saw it too. When my men rushed forward, Jason could not even react in time. A person like him being a murderer? You overestimate him.
"The bodyguards by Joshua’s side are all retired special forces. Any one of them could beat Jason up badly. Joshua training Jason to be a murderer? What are you dreaming about?”
Luna harrumphed coldly at Jude’s words.
"Of course, what you said makes sense, but the truth is H
Luna sneered, "Six years ago, Joshua hired him to knock me off the bridge."
The memory of that day was still fresh on her mind.
Luna sighed, “Actually, I also don't understand why
Joshua wanted me dead. Was it because I found out about his affair with Aura?"
The more Jude heard, the more confused he was. He turned to look at Luna.
“You said that on the day of your accident six years ago it was because you found out about Aura and Joshua’s affair, that was why Joshua and Aura hired Jason to kill you?"
Luna nodded. "It's the truth."
She could never forget this forever.
The Lord knew, when her life was hanging by the thread and she was instinctively grabbing onto the railing of the bridge, she heard Jason called Joshua.
When she heard Jason promised Joshua on the phone that he would make sure she died...
She was in extreme despair.
At that time, it was the time when she loved Joshua the most.
She happily got pregnant with his child. She wanted t o expand their family and wanted to spend the rest of her life with him.
Everything that day was like an ax, chopping away the tree of her love and her future.
It completely split her world and Joshua's in half.
"What truth?"
Jude looked at Luna, finding it rather humorous.
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