Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 975

Joshua’s expression darkened upon hearing this. “ Aura’s back in Banyan City?”

Previously, when Aura was still abroad, Joshua had sent some men to keep an eye on her. After that, she was taken away by her real family and even led to some of his men losing their lives over this.

However, that happened almost immediately after the explosion that killed Neil. At that time, Luna had suffered her miscarriage, while Nigel had fallen gravely ill. Therefore, Joshua had been too busy to take notice of what Aura was up to.

Soon after that, he was preoccupied with finding a suitable bone marrow donor for Nigel, which led to him finding Fiona and taking care of both her and Nigel. If it were not for Christian, Joshua would have totally forgotten about Aura’s existence.

Luna had never told him what happened on the day of her accident, but since Christian had brought this up.

Joshua suddenly remembered that the night before Luna’s accident, Aura had gotten drunk and tried to sleep with him, but he had rejected her.

The next morning, when she woke up, she apologized to him, sobbing and claiming that she was too drunk to think clearly. At that time, Aura even requested to return to Banyan City early, claiming that she felt embarrassed about what happened and refused to continue their business trip.

and, seeing that she was Luna’s sister, did not dwell too much

Christian was saying might have been true after all. Aura had

a yawn. “Luna told me last night that she wanted

number. “From today onward, seal all the roads going in and out of Banyan City. I don’t care if we need to search

immediately frowned upon hearing Joshua’s orders. “Sir, are you mistaken?

right, “ Joshua replied coldly. “Find her!

long as Aura was still here in Banyan City, he would do whatever it took

second he hung up the phone, Joshua

the first thing he saw was Nigel and Nellie having breakfast with

off his jacket, hung

“Why are there only the three of

and pierced a piece of fried egg forcefully, clanging her fork against the plate. “Your

the breakfast I made, so she refused to eat with us! I guess my cooking isn’t good enough for

egg on Nigel’s plate. “Here you go, my