Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

‘We’re all fine now, don’t worry.’

Who was the ‘we’ referred to in the email?

No matter how hard she thought about it, she still could not figure out the answer, so she sent a reply tentatively.

“Who are you?“

Her email was sent out, but like a stone throw into the middle of the ocean, there was no further response.

Luna waited for the other party to reply for more than an hour, and finally, when she almost fell asleep, the notification beep on her laptop sounded again.

This time the other party sent her an email using a different email address. ‘The person you miss day dearly.’

Luna frowned fiercely at the sentence.

The person she missed dearly? There was no one whom she missed dearly. If she had to name someone whom she missed dearly… There was no one else but Neil. But Neil was dead…

She closed her eyes, treated the email as a prank, deleted it, and turned off the computer.

she was reminded of Neil

up at the ceiling. As soon as she closed her eyes,

exactly the same as Nigel. But the look in their eyes, their speech patterns, and the expressions on their face were

the two boys, but with just one glance,

sun of their family. Wherever he was, that place would be

now…… Their little sun was gone. Nigel who had always been quiet, turned even quieter. Even Nellie, who used to chatter non -stop was diagnosed with

closed her eyes, tears slipping down her

Neil had not died… Early the

did after she woke up was to ask the driver to drive her to

work and Nigel’s surgery. She thought that when she kept herself busy, she could forget the pain of losing her

she was wrong. Some wounds were engraved onto her heart, no matter how busy she kept herself, she

email last night triggered the pain buried deep within her. Once the gates were open, her grieve and

Neil and talk to him, only then would she feel

drinks that she knew Neil liked and

when she last came

at the bouquet of dry flowers in