“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.

treated her like

bothering to listen to her, not taking her feelings and opinions

just unaccustomed to living

that his life revolved around him alone,

all corners of her heart aching as

she took out her phone. She had

from Malcolm. (I ‘m leaving now, an early flight. Contact me if

was from Nigel, two

Luna’s heart ached.

was not

with his

once thought he was

such a quiet child would do something like this early in the morning, take into account the time difference, and text her

must be worried about

so understanding and thoughtful

her phone tightly and closed her eyes.

Luna was dressed and sat on the side

him walk out, she smiled and

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