Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Alice closed her eyes and weighed her options.

Joshua rarely got drunk, much less to such an extent. It was an opportunity of a lifetime. She could not afford to let it slip away.

The night of the party, Joshua had slept with Luna, but he had no memory of that at all when he woke up the next morning. He thought he had slept with Alice instead, which was why he changed his mind about the divorce and even started to treat her better than he did prior to that.

Alice contemplated for a few moments before she finally made a bold decision: she would call Luna over and send her right into his arms.

Besides, even if Joshua found out he had slept with Luna, he would not admit to that at all and, instead, treat Alice even better due to his guilt. It was the perfect opportunity for Alice to drive a wedge between them.

She let out a sigh and gingerly picked up Joshua’s phone. Then, she composed a disappearing message to Luna and sent it to her.

Disappearing messages was a special text messaging function on Joshua’s phone. The message would automatically be deleted after the recipient had read it, and Joshua used it often whenever he wanted to conduct business in secret. That way, he would not be caught, and no one else would be able to obtain his trade secrets even if they managed to get ahold of his phone. This messaging function existed only on Joshua’s phone.

as she cleared up Neil and Nellie’s toys. She had

Blue Bay Villa, but the children’s

love for jewelry design. Although Nellie’s sketches were still

Luna gave Nellie’s sketches another look and could not help but add a

a text message from Joshua. [Come to

froze at the text. She glanced at the time and realized that it was 10:30pm. Why did he want to see

late now. We can

wait till tomorrow. Come now. I have

she was reluctant to do so, she had no choice but to obey

over her nightgown, then left the children’s

Alice, who just came out of Joshua’s study. The two women made

that, she turned around and disappeared into the master bedroom, slamming the