Will You Marry Me My Ex-Wife

Chapter 6

Pursuing My Ex-Wife Isn’t Easy chapter 6

In the rented apartment.

Luna laid on the sofa with a cold smile on her face as she looked at the man who busied himself in the

kitchen.

Back then when they were together, whenever Joshua said he was hungry, she would get up to cook

for him no matter the time, even if it was at two o’clock in the middle of the night.

He never cooked before. He never even walked into the kitchen, yet all of a sudden, he was cooking

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very seriously, all for Nellie whom he had met less than a day ago.

She closed her eyes.

It seemed that he could cook all along, yet it was because she was not worth the effort to him that he

did not.

Thankfully, his attitude toward Nellie was pretty good.

He was not as cold-blooded and ruthless as he was to her back then, at least.

…

Blue Bay Villa.

As she sat on the children’s chair, Nellie eyed the sorry-looking dishes in front of her and silently

dragged the cookies Luna made in front of her. “I’m not very hungry anymore, Daddy, so I’ll just eat

this.”

Joshua frowned as he looked at the cookies that were only slightly bigger than peanuts. “Is this

enough?”

Nellie pursed her lips, worried he would make her eat his terrible cooking, and hurriedly covered her

plate. “I’m just a kid and I don’t eat much, so this is more than enough!”

With that, she involuntarily looked at the black lumps on the detail as a flash of terror passed through

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her eyes.

Joshua read her every subtle movement and expression, and a trace of irritation passed between the

man’s eyebrows.

A few minutes later, the little girl finished all the biscuits.

She put the plate down, smiled, and looked up at the tall man. “Daddy, I’m going upstairs for a nap!”

Joshua got up, picked her up, and carried her upstairs.

“I want to listen to the story of the little mermaid.” As she laid on the little pink bed, Nellie’s large, dewy

eyes blinked at the man lying by her bedside. “Daddy, are you good at telling stories?”

Joshua flipped through the fairy tale book. “Maybe.