“My father is downstairs?“

He climbed down from the bed, wearing the robe around his shoulders. “I ’11 go wash up. You should tidy yourself up and get up too. Ask the servants to prepare whatever you want for breakfast.“

He acted so naturally as if this was not the first time something like this happened between them.

Looking at his broad back, Luna bit her lip. “Joshua.“

He stopped.

“What more do you want to say?“

He opened his mouth, not even bothering to turn around, his voice cold and distant, “We’re both adults. Don’t tell me…“

His lips turned up in a sneer, “You want me to take responsibility? You came to me drunk, is this a new mission Malcolm Quinn gave you?“

With that, before she could react, he opened the bathroom door and walked in.

Sitting on the bed, Luna looked at the tightly shut bathroom door, listened to the flow of the running water inside, her heart sinking deep down into the pit of her chest.

His cold attitude reminded her of the countless days and nights when they were together.

always treated

not

just unaccustomed to living as a couple, used

not that his life revolved around him alone, he merely

her heart aching as if it was sliced by a

out her phone.

leaving now, an early flight.

was from Nigel, two simple words,

Luna’s heart ached.

not

with his

quiet, that she once thought he

like this early in the morning, take into account the time difference, and

must be worried about

so understanding and thoughtful

closed her eyes. For Nigel… anything she did

was dressed and sat on the side of the

she smiled and stood

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