Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

The air in the office instantly turned deadly silent.

Joshua narrowed his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him with unfeeling eyes. “Luna, you’re the one who needs my help now.“

He tapped the tabletop lightly with his long fingers. “ You need my help, and yet you proceed to belittle me, is this how you conduct yourself in society?“

Luna laughed lightly, “I’m just telling the truth. Besides. “ She lifted an eyebrow and glanced at the document on the table. “I’m cooperating with you as equals. If I really requested your help, I would ask you to pay for the children’s medical bills directly, wouldn’t I?“

The corners of Joshua’s lips rose in a smile, raised his hand and picked up the document on the table, then proceeded to read through it seriously. “That’s true. Even though the children are mine too, I already gave you a villa and paid for all their medical bills up to now…“

As he spoke, he raised his deep, fathomless eyes and glanced at Luna. “That should be enough, right?“

this was all the warmth this man had for his children. To think she previously thought that he sincerely loved Neil and Nellie, and was

midnight oil to prepare. Finally, he placed the document on the table with a big, well-defined hand, then raised his eyes and glanced at Luna. “ Three months to make ten million

eyes at her indifferently. “Why don’t we extend the time period to four

“Three months’ time is enough.“ She did not want to stay beside him a day

to the last page of the document and signed. “ I’ll be

and took a fountain pen from his pen

fountain pen… She

Back then, he was all that she saw, all that filled her mind, she wanted to give him the best. That’s why she bought him this expensive fountain pen with the prize money from two design competitions that she won. Even

then, he opened the present directly in front of her and placed it in the pen

then, every time she came to his office, her eyes would unconsciously search for the pen. And every time she saw it, happiness flooded her chest, thinking