Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Rosalyn was in the midst of performing CPR on Bonnie with the help of Yannie and a few other servants. 

A thin film of sweat coated Rosalyn‘s pale, feeble–looking face while Jim glared at Charles in the distance, his entire stance defensive. 

“Father, Mother, what the hell is going on?” Jim demanded coldly. His hands were clenched into fists as he fixed his bloodshot eyes on Charles. 

“Jim, don‘t blame Father and Mother for this; they didn’t know this would happen…” Luna was holding onto Jim in an attempt to calm him down. However, the more she tried to do so, the more agitated Jim became. 

“What do you mean they didn‘t know this would happen?” Jim narrowed his eyes, his face clouded with hatred. “All of you knew that Bonnie would awake from her coma tonight but decided not to tell me, didn‘t you? And now that something terrible has happened, you finally decide to tell me the truth? If I had known… 

“If I had known Bonnie wouldn‘t die and would wake up eventually, I‘d put even more care into looking after her so that this wouldn‘t happen! 

of your mistake, she‘s probably not going to pull through! “Who the fuck do you think I am? How dare you treat Harvey and me like this, and not to mention

of sweat collected on Rosalyn‘s already wet

hand, was speechless as he stood there,

did not know

truth about Bonnie‘s condition would help Jim realize his true

that, they thought that giving Jim a surprise amid his sorrow

them–not even Joshua or Luna–ever thought that something like

when faced with Jim‘s anger, Charles did not know

this happen?

Luna whimpered as she clung to Jim‘s arm. “You should put the blame