Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

When Joshua finally arrived at the hospital, the doctor was in the middle of cleaning and bandaging Fiona’s wound.

He could not stop himself from complaining to his assistant, who was watching from the side, “Why didn’t you tell me to come earlier, knowing how serious her wound was? You’re useless! “

The assistant bit down on her lip and answered in a slightly sheepish tone, “She looked perfectly fine, and she even said she was fine. She was just scalded by a cup of coffee, so I didn’t take much notice of her. I didn’t know that…“

She did not know how serious this patient’s burn was!

The first thing he saw when he entered was the string of blisters on Fiona’s abdomen, as tightly strung as a chain of pearls.

As soon as he saw this, Joshua furrowed his brows. “ What happened?“

Fiona bit down on her lip and answered in a low voice, “Nothing. It was my fault. I accidentally spilled coffee on myself.“

“What do you mean, it was an accident? It’s murder! “ the doctor scoffed. As he continued to treat Fiona’s wound, he coldly added, “Ms. Blake asked us to keep this a secret and not tell you that one of your employees had hurt her, but I believe that if this happened once, there’ll always be a next! “

blisters on Fiona’s abdomen and continued, ”Fortunately, she got scalded on her belly, but what if something like this happens another time? If she gets burned on her hands, legs, or face, how is she supposed

doing so well physically either. if she gets burned

froze. Then, he lifted his

lip, then finally stammered, ” Ms. Luna has been hiding things from me

the past, she probably still had reservations about me, so I made a cup of coffee and brought it over

her office when I arrived. Then, the power got cut off all of a sudden, and I panicked in the darkness. I think maybe I walked in the wrong direction, and Ms. Luna thought I was trying to steal her sketch…

away her tears. “Of course, I don’t blame her. It’s my fault, after all. I shouldn’t have gone into her office

feeling outraged at the way Fiona was treated, “Who does

you a part of her team? Why is she hiding

trying to do her a favor and bring her coffee, but you got scalded

brows upon

wound and could not help letting out a sigh. “Ms. Blake, you’re Mr. Lynch’s girlfriend, after all, but how

less Fiona.“ Joshua walked over to Fiona’s bedside and handed her a piece of tissue. “Wipe your tears. It’s understandable for Luna to