Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy

Chapter 1829

Luna was so shocked to hear this that she could not say a single word.

Never had she thought that… Christopher would like Bonnie in that way Luna had always thought that Christopher was a man in his forties residing in a 20-year-old man’s body, a sensible, mature person with no wants or worldly desires.

Not only that but at one point, she and Bonnie had even wondered whether Christopher had dated anyone before and tried to imagine the kind of woman he liked.

To her surprise, it turned out the woman that Christopher liked was Bonnie Seeing the shocked look on Luna’s face, Christopher curled his lips into a bitter smile.

“What’s wrong? You don’t think I deserve to be with someone like Bonnie?” With that, he turned to glance at Bonnie, who was lying on the bed with her eyes shut Even though the expression on her pale face was calm, her brows were knitted in a frown.

It seemed that even in her dreams, she was not happy.

Christopher let out a bitter chuckle and lifted his head to stare earnestly at Luna.

“In the past, I used to think that I was no match for her, but now, I don’t want to keep my feelings to myself anymore.” In the past, Christopher used to think that Bonnie was like sunshine, whereas he was like wet, damp moss.

worlds, and she was the sunshine that he would

the past, Christopher would agree that a woman like Bonnie had to end up with someone like

whereas Jim was powerful and intelligent; they were a

rain helplessly, clutching onto her wound… Christopher had no way of suppressing his emotions anymore, no

happy was to keep her by his side so that he could give her the love

this

the person he had grown up with! Seeing the stern look

I meant at

furrowed her brows

was just

that you’d never fall in love with another person…” Christopher let out a bitter chuckle, glanced once more at Bonnie, and said gently,

let myself fall for another person, but I’m different now.” He let out an

g o out so as not to disturb her.” With that, he placed the wet towel on Bonnie’s forehead, tucked the blanket around

down on the sofa downstairs, Luna still felt her head ring, as though someone had knocked her