Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Outside the booth in the corridors, Luna was surrounded by onlookers, backed up to the corner of the wall.

Some were insulting her, some were jeering, and some even threw things at her.

The corridors were blocked and filled to the brim with people.

Joshua furrowed his brows. He immediately strode over.

Her once lively eyes dimmed and lost their brightness. She was like a soulless rag doll.

She seemed to have not heard the noises and the insults made by the surrounding people.

Her light -colored clothes were stained with coffee and eggs. Her hair was in a mess. Her clothes were also torn and crumpled up by the pushing and shoving from the crowd.

Her emotionless expression had a sort of otherworldly, ethereal beauty.

Joshua’s heart fiercely skipped a beat upon the scene in front of him.

He furrowed his brows and roughly pushed the crowd aside. He rushed right toward Luna’s side and protected her in his arms. “Are you alright?“

Upon seeing Joshua, Luna’s eyes finally had some light to them.

with ridicule, and came

Lynch, shouldn’t you look for your darling Ms. Blake and celebrate right now? Why

furrowed his brows

I have just

matter what, you’re still a staff of the Lynch Group. I can’t just sit and watch you get bullied by

was serious, but Luna laughed instead. She laughed

that so? Mr. Lynch, you speak so righteously. If I’ve never seen your true colors, I’d still believe you, Mr.

her gaze and

just sat and watched

narrowed his eyes

that Luna was referring to her being bullied by Yvonne Walter and her husband at the market before Nigel’s bone marrow transplant. She almost

different than the last

watch back then. If it were not for him seeing Christian going over to help and Fiona’s sickness

Luna raised her eyebrows.

it different?“ Then, Luna pretended

This time is different from the last. Last time, Ms.

and said, “So, Mr. Lynch, whether you could stand up to protect your staff depends on whether your girlfriend, Ms. Blake, is with you or

turn a little pale. “Still,

by the wall. She swept a nonchalant glance a t the

Tell me when you have enough. I